Open Letter

Dear Washington State University,

I was raised to loathe you.  And loathe you, I did.

Cougs are the enemy.

However, when a graduate school opportunity presented itself to me at your institution, I put my loathing aside, convinced my Dad that the world would not end if one of his children was associated with WSU, enrolled, and overall have been pretty happy with my experience.

Until today.

On August 11th, just 11 days before the start of the fall semester, the Engineering and Technology Management Department announced that they are hiking tuition from $509 per credit to $680 per credit.  As a result, I had to make a decision to fork over a large amount of money to continue my semester and program as planned or decide to withdraw from one of the two classes I was registered for.

After much deliberation, I decided that withdrawing from one class was my best option, and one that made the most sense for me.  Because of this decision, I have to tack on one more year in your program.

Can't wait for Fall 2012 when you jack up your tuition fees to $825 per credit.

Thanks a lot, a-holes.

Take Luck,

LP

Open Letter

Dear Starbucks Barista,

This morning you happened to find another way to tell someone they look like hell.  Granted, I did look pretty haggard, but that is beside the point.  

I pulled up to the ordering post (I don't know what this really called) and asked for my usual: Tall, Skinny Vanilla Latte (SKVL), no foam.

No problem.

I continued onto the window.  You took one look at me and said:

"Uhh... Would you like to make this a double?"

You asked like once it left your mouth, you immediately regretted asking the question.  Apparently I look like I need any extra shot of java this morning.

 Thank you. 

Thanks for the java all the same,

Puffy-Eyed LP

Open Letter

Dear Cubical Neighbor,

It would be so super if you could refrain from clipping your fingernails while sitting at your humble cube.  The sound literally shivers-me-timbers and it is a little gross.  It is a really good thing that these cubicle walls are tall and I do not know who you are... Because if I did, you would quickly be introduced to "the look."  There is a reason why we have restrooms stationed around our building - to take care of these personal hygiene matters in private.  Mmk?

Birdies and dirty looks,
Cube 152

******

Dear Bathroom Door,

You make the most awful squeeking noise when you get pushed open too far.  The sound and pitch is so piercing that I now only open you far enough to where I can barely squeeze through.  Anyone that sees me from the hallway must think that I am playing a riveting game of 007.

Dreaming of WD-40,
Bond, Jane Bond

Take Luck,

LP