Dear Heather
Aug. 8th, 2024 04:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisThe head of Timber Ridge is a weird woman named Heather who has pink hair and does not always get to her roots on time but she does a pretty good job of running the joint. I have never met her. Marketing made me hold off on moving in because part of the onboarding process was a meeting with Heather and she was out of town. When I finally did get to move in, she was nowhere in the process. 5879 of the WTFs that Marketing laid on me.
Can you digress before you get started?
Anyway. Around here whenever anyone is pissed at something at Timber Ridge they always say they are going to write Heather about it. I'm sure many do. Her inbox must be a chamber of horrors.
And today, I added to it. The Food and Beverage Director is just one fuck up after another and I just hit the wall with that fool. I wrote Heather a short 'no need to respond, I just want to be heard' email. So now I am truly in the cult with the bytes to prove it.
I met Myna's daughter and (Trump loving) son-in-law. Myrna had said that Melissa was small but damn that woman is inches away from being a little person. She would be four feet tall if she was on a step stool. She cute but so tiny. Her son-in-law is regular sized. Wonder what size her son is.
They came down here to meet the cats and bizarrely, Biggie would not come out from under the bed. He always comes out to greet people even when Julio does not. But today Julio came out to sniff but wouldn't even pay attention to Myrna. Maybe they caught onto his trump vibe.
Oh! My washer/dryer is working fine so I cancelled the fix it appointment for tomorrow. Yeah!! It's the lint filter, stupid. Good to know. The thing costs about $40 to replace. I'm going to be hyper vigilant about keeping this one clean but I just added 'extra backup lint filter' to my When My Ship Comes In list.
Can you digress before you get started?
Anyway. Around here whenever anyone is pissed at something at Timber Ridge they always say they are going to write Heather about it. I'm sure many do. Her inbox must be a chamber of horrors.
And today, I added to it. The Food and Beverage Director is just one fuck up after another and I just hit the wall with that fool. I wrote Heather a short 'no need to respond, I just want to be heard' email. So now I am truly in the cult with the bytes to prove it.
I met Myna's daughter and (Trump loving) son-in-law. Myrna had said that Melissa was small but damn that woman is inches away from being a little person. She would be four feet tall if she was on a step stool. She cute but so tiny. Her son-in-law is regular sized. Wonder what size her son is.
They came down here to meet the cats and bizarrely, Biggie would not come out from under the bed. He always comes out to greet people even when Julio does not. But today Julio came out to sniff but wouldn't even pay attention to Myrna. Maybe they caught onto his trump vibe.
Oh! My washer/dryer is working fine so I cancelled the fix it appointment for tomorrow. Yeah!! It's the lint filter, stupid. Good to know. The thing costs about $40 to replace. I'm going to be hyper vigilant about keeping this one clean but I just added 'extra backup lint filter' to my When My Ship Comes In list.
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