Dear current employer,
Life under your supervision just blows. Too hot. Too cold.
Too much. Too little. Well guess what? Life’s not like Goldilocks and the Three
Bears, you’re not going to find that PERFECT temperature. You’re going to have
to compromise and go with what you got.
My hands are tied, from the constant jerking, and tugging. I’d
work the same with less force. It’s gotten even worse over the past summer, I
know I’m older than the others but I work fine you just have to be open to
compromising, maybe throw on a sweater… or lose the sweater.
I feel underappreciated for the work you put me through. I
run pretty much all day with no breaks, sometimes I run in the dark and that’s
scary. I’ve been through a lot with you and wish to be compensated for that. I appreciate
the work you do for me, but I don’t feel as though you feel the same.
Sincerely,
Your Biggest FAN
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