I hate those newsletters people send out every Christmas time that tell about little Susie and Johnny, and thier exploits at summer camp and little league.
It seems I'm not the only one who hates them
LONDON (Reuters) - Hearts sink at Christmas when the postman brings tales of Tamsin's sparkling exam results and Jeremy's dizzying ascent of the corporate ladder.It was a miracle they had time to achieve so much in between the Swiss skiing holiday, the anniversary trip to New Zealand and summer at "our little place" in Italy.
Surely nothing is quite so loathed by so many as the round robin letter?
Now recipients have taken their revenge, sending thousands of the smug circulars to British journalist Simon Hoggart who has collated them in what he calls a curmudgeon's guide.
It is entitled "The Cat That Could Open The Fridge" after a couple whose disastrous year was capped by their cat Mr Snugglekins learning to open the new fridge and help himself.
Oh, I love them. If I want to read someone's life story I'll visit Helen at Everyday Stranger. Which I do occasionally, but am not obligated to. You see when people send you those stupid letters you HAVE to read them because they will then call you and ask you what you thought of their son winning the pinewood derby at scouts.
Plus I really don't care for kids. They are loud, smell funny, and break things. They really annoy me. I don't have any, mainly because I have 7 younger brothers and sisters. My youngest sibling is 7, and she can often be a pain in the ass.
