Were T.S. Eliot to B-Slap Someone...

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One thing I love about being a writer is the freedom I have in crafting beautiful, scathing correspondence.

Case in point: Someone from an organization owes me money. To me? A sizable amount. An I've-had-to-half-fill-my-gas-tank-for-a-month-while-awaiting-reimbursement kind of amount. So I went over said person's head to her boss and crafted an email that reflects what a total *&^*%&^% said person has been to me throughout this process in elegant prose that might put T.S. Eliot to shame. I love that I can write subtext of HOLY CRAP, GIVE ME MY MONEY while being overtly polite and respectful.

The written word is a beautiful thing.

Update: (makes me feel all Robert Stack) Inside of ninety minutes from hitting send, I had my money. Now that was a T.S. Eliot b*slap. God, I love writing.

4 comments on “Were T.S. Eliot to B-Slap Someone...”

  1. @Charles...I'm sure you inject a little horror into yours 😉

    @Robin...thanks! Me, too.

    @WM... You men and your Bukowski. He's like the sailor-belch of the poetry world.

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