On the bus

Dear public transit passenger,

Do you really think it’s that smart to spell check documents marked with huge red letters across the top: ”Confidential – Protected B”? Furthermore, I can read “Final Grievance Escalation” as the object of the letter, and the name, position and phone number of the plaintiff.

Who the hell writes official letters in Arial bold 18 points anyways? I’m 3 seats back and I can read the whole thing. It doesn’t help that you’re holding the document vertically above your head. You corrected typos on 3 of these letters while I watched and watched at least 6 other people reading them. FAIL.

I won’t mention the actual content of the “We are rejecting your grievance” letter, but I will say you are not a nice man, I wonder how you sleep at night. On some level you must realize this is not “just a job” and what you are doing is most probably destroying lives.

You’re just lucky I forgot the name of your company, otherwise this would be an e-mail to whoever’s in charge instead of this anonymous blog post.

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