[Punto Bobo]

Hello, friends! It's pushing 1 a.m. in California, but I have just written a letter to my housing corporation that I think will do the trick. I think my manager and her boss are handling stuff without anyone above them seeing it. Two outrageous things happened to me, and without this carefully written letter, the top fuddy-duddies would have no clue. I feel like I'm screaming in the street, windblown and needing moisturizer like some San Francisco activist! I had completely lost control and even used the F-word in an angry email. Now I revised that email to put hyphens for f--k, and wrote a terribly nice letter on top of that outlining the two things I think they perhaps don't know about. Somehow by coming here and reading other posts, I realize that I have good reason to be angry, but I needed to put on my silk blouse office demeanor to write this letter. To put it another way, I needed to find something like the dignity I've seen in many black women. I am so proud of myself. It was like giving birth (well, I can imagine) and I'm so proud to have arrived this way. Now whatever happens, I have had my say and with dignity. That is to say, I've covered my little tail for using bad language. Let the chips fall. I think I will get respect from this. I certainly respect myself. Payday is Wednesday. I'll have to use laundry quarters to send this Certified. Then just sit back and have Christmas. I put on Christmas CD's this evening. I was stationed in Germany in the 1960's. Beautiful choral music. The anger and helplessness I felt was frightening. All better now. Night night!

[Rohag]

Originally Posted by Punto Bobo

Now whatever happens, I have had my say and with dignity.

Good for you, Punto Bobo!

Originally Posted by Punto Bobo

I was stationed in Germany in the 1960's.

Thank you.