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2004/07/14, 03:52 PM
Would you be mad, or relieved?
Letter to a Mother:
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> A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a letter on the bed.
> With the worst premonition, she reads it, with trembling hands:
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> It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm telling you that I have eloped
> with my new boyfriend; I know how upset you will be but I am truly happy.
> I have found real passion and he is so nice, with all his piercing and
> tattoos and his big motorcycle. But it's not only that mom, I'm pregnant
> and Ahmed said that we will be very happy in his trailer in the woods. He
> wants to have many more children with me and that's one of my dreams.
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> I've learned that marijuana doesn't hurt anyone and we'll be growing it to
> sell to support ourselves and our children. In the meantime, we'll pray
> for the science to find the AIDS cure, for Ahmed to get better, he
> deserves it.
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> Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of
> myself. Some day I'll visit for I know you will want to get to know your
> grandchildren.
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> Your daughter, Judith PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm over at Sarah's house.
> I just wanted to show you that there are worse things in life than the
> school's report card that's in my desk's drawer ... I love you!
Another question; what's wrong with tatoos, piercings, and big motorcycles?
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2004/07/15, 10:16 AM
I HAVE to make a copy of that for my son's girlfriend's mother - that darling girl is such a great kid, as is my son, they are excellent students and don't party, drink or do drugs, they don't even leave the house except for church and work and a little four wheeling now and then! They are so respectful and caring, and yet these people are so hard on them and rag on them continually and make life so difficult - your post said exactly what I've been thinking - there are things that are much worse and I am so grateful for the life my son is giving himself and how wonderful his girlfriend is!
My biggest thing with raising children has always been be careful with the "No's"...like NO you can't wear that, NO, you can't cut your hair that way...my father was one of those that said NO before you even got what you were saying out of your mouth! I listen and yes, I have to say NO, too, but I better have a better reason for NO than, "Because I said so!". Kids need to be allowed to explore their individuality in order to grow, they need to make mistakes as much as it kills us because we have learned from ours and try to convince them to just hear us -but sometimes they just have to learn from their own mistakes. And when you got good kids whose biggest "mistake" is lightening their hair (of which I was sent to the bathroom for 8 hours and grounded for three weeks), you have to consider yourself very fortunate!
And as far as the tattoos, etc...when it is bigger things to deal with, I ask my kids to wait six months (sometimes less, sometimes more) before they make a decision and then tell me if they still feel the same - many, many times they have come back and thanked me for it - other times they still want it and get it, other times it's the NO and why.
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Veda
MISERY IS OPTIONAL
***When you are up to your ears in trouble, try using the part that is not submerged.
***The difference between a dream and a goal is a plan.
HAVE A GREAT DAY!
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2004/07/15, 10:24 AM
hmmm speaking of letters...lemme post this one just because it was so amusing LOL
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Dear Mr. Baker,
As an employee of an institution of higher education, I have a few very basic expectations. Chief among these is that my direct superiors have an intellect that ranges above the common ground squirrel. After your consistent and annoying harassment of my co-workers and myself during the commission of our duties, I can only surmise that you are one of the few true genetic wastes of our time.
Asking me, a network administrator, to explain every little nuance of everything I do each time you happen to stroll into my office is not only a waste of time, but also a waste of precious oxygen. I was hired because I know how to network computer systems, and you were apparently hired to provide amusement to myself and other employees, who watch you vainly attempt to understand the concept of "cut and paste" for the hundredth time.
You will never understand computers. Something as incredibly simple as binary still gives you too many options. You will also never understand why people hate you, but I am going to try and explain it to you, even though I am sure this will be just as effective as telling you what an IP is.
Your shiny new iMac has more personality than you ever will. You walk around the building all day, shiftlessly looking for fault in others. You have a sharp dressed useless look about you that may have worked for your interview, but now that you actually have responsibility,you pawn it off on overworked staff, hoping their talent will cover for your glaring ineptitude. In a world of managerial evolution, you are the blue-green algae that everyone else eats and laughs at. Managers like you are a sad proof of the Dilbert principle.
Seeing as this situation is unlikely to change without you getting a full frontal lobotomy reversal, I am forced to tender my resignation, however I have a few parting thoughts.
1. When someone calls you in reference to employment, it is illegal for you to give me a bad recommendation. The most you can say to hurt me is "I prefer not to comment." I will have friends randomly call you over the next couple of years to keep you honest, because I know you would be unable to do it on your own.
2. I have all the passwords to every account on the system, and I know every password you have used for the last five years. If you decide to get cute, I am going to publish your "favorites list", which I conveniently saved when you made me "back up" your useless files. I do believe that terms like "Lolita" are not usually viewed favorably by the administration.
3. When you borrowed the digital camera to "take pictures of your Mothers birthday", you neglected to mention that you were going to take pictures of yourself in the mirror nude. Then you forgot to erase them like the techno-moron you really are. Suffice it to say I have never seen such odd acts with a sauce bottle, but I assure you that those have been copied and kept in safe places pending the authoring of a glowing letter of recommendation. (Try to use a spell check please, I hate having to correct your mistakes.)
Thank you for your time, and I expect the letter of recommendation on my desk by 8:00 am tomorrow. One word of this to anybody, and all of your little twisted repugnant obsessions will be open to the public.
Never f*** with your systems administrator. Why? Because they know what you do with all that free time!
Wishing you a grand and glorious day,
Cecelia
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The best victories are won not by adversity and brute force. Learn the enemy and overcome it. Now for the love of god...put the donut...DOWN!!!
-cupcake-
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