True story:

Today I witnessed a very wealthy businessman go apeshit while reading a first draft of a letter. He yelled and pounded his fists on a table. You might be thinking "wow, that must have been a pretty terrible letter".  Well, not really. I saw it and this is what he got mad about.....

ABC Corp.
Attn: Jane Doe
123 Main St.
Any town, Zx 12345

Dear Ms. Doe

Apparently, when you put an "Attn:" in a letter, you can't start a letter with "Dear".  Who knew? Granted, I'm not as up on proper letter formats as I should be, but stillllll.

I shit you not, this guy went crazy and threw a tantrum over it!  He looked like a child.  His face all screwed-up and everything.

Then, besides being a jerk, he asked the person who typed the letter if they could stay late.  Now I saw this guy roll in at about 4pm......and she got in between 7:30-8:00am.

 But,  it's not like the gal could say no.

I called my mom on Sunday morning to wish her a happy Mother's Day. She sounds like she's doing well, so does my dad.

We talked for a while, mainly about the pros and cons of certain types of cookware (yeah, I can hold a conversation about pans).  She caught me up on how all their friends are doing.  We didn't argue at all, which is rare, and rather nice!

I asked about the timing of their annual trip down here and mom said they aren't coming this time, due to a couple of things at home. I'm kinda sad. We usually celebrate my birthday when they come to town for that trip.  I mean, it rarely coincides with my actual birthday, but it's close enough and, as much as I gripe about the hassle of driving to see them and wasting all that time,  I really do like spending time with them.   I guess it's just not to be. :-(

By the way, my asshole cat didn't even get me a card for Mother's Day....again.  He's lucky he's so handsome or he'd be out on the street (not really).