Oh, sorry. My bad. I forgot that you don't exist.
Love,
Katie
March 31, 2006
Dear Oasis,
I hope I can be drunker than you at your concert tonight. I am leaving work early to give it my best shot.
Love,
Kip
Love,
Kip
Dear Clock On My Office Wall,
Why do you always move more slowly on Fridays than any other day of the week?
Love,
Becky
Love,
Becky
Dear Friends Whose Wedding Is During The Final Four Games,
Just make sure there's a tv at the reception and nobody gets hurt.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 30, 2006
Dear Air Conditioning Blasting In My Office,
You make my pale legs look whiter, if that's even possible.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Flower Delivery Truck,
Why in the world would you have a pine scented air freshener hanging from your rearview mirror?
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 29, 2006
Dear Male MySpace Messagers Who "Saw My Profile And Thought I Seemed Cool",
You've taken desparation to a whole new level. Spare me.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear 50 Year Old Man Who Cut My Hair This Morning,
Remember how it was just the two of us in the entire salon for an hour? That was awkward.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Boss,
Next time you're coming in at noon, do you think you could maybe give me little more of a warning? My 2nd consecutive all-nighter with Jack Bauer is kicking my ass.
Love,
Mike B.
Love,
Mike B.
Dear Guy With Goatee Split Into Two 4" Braids,
Even though your girlfriend is only 15, hang on to her, buddy. Girls who go for that look are not exactly a dime a dozen.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Guy At The Gym With The "Your Name On A Grain Of Rice Necklace",
Did you get that & the "Will Work For Beer" t-shirt your wearing in Panama City over Spring Break '01?
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 28, 2006
Dear Fatty,
This is the only way you'll ever be featured on unsortedmail if you continue emailing us such vulgar ideas for the blog... I'm still queasy from the one about your wiener.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Marie,
Remember our joint speech at the rehearsal dinner when we thanked the groom's parents for the free booze? It was way better than the high-school-friend-bridesmaids' poem.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Natasha Bedingfield,
It is officially impossible to get through a day without hearing "Unwritten" on the radio...and I'm going insane.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear College Radio DJ's,
Stop talking. Play music. Seriously, nobody cares about why you love (enter obscure band here).
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 27, 2006
Dear Shatter-Proof Ruler,
Thank God you won’t shatter when I use you to write or read straight lines.
Love,
Russ
Love,
Russ
Dear Techno Tejano Music Blasting In My Tanning Booth,
If your purpose was to make the time pass faster, I'd say you achieved the opposite.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Guy Singing At Tootsie's Orchid Lounge,
I'm not sure anyone appreciated the on stage muffin top party that took place when you invited all the "redneck women in the house" to come up front and dance with you.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Guy In Front Of Me On My Way To Work Rubber-Necking The Construction Crew,
My gut feeling is that either you've got a thing for ripped t-shirts and muscles or, like many of us, you were tragically misguided by your career counselor. Either way, we may have something in common.
Love,
Carol
Love,
Carol
March 26, 2006
Dear Guy From Miami With a Kiss T-shirt Under a Sport Coat,
I don't know if it was the fact that they were leopard print or that you called them your "panties" that made me the most nauseous. What I do know is that you made the computer room at the Doubletree feel real uncomfortable real fast.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
March 24, 2006
March 23, 2006
Dear Roommate,
12,000 sprays of Abercrombie Woods could not cover up the smell you left in the bathroom.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Buffalo Sauce,
I really, really didn't need to know that you're actually just butter and hot sauce.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear J Crew Spring Catalog,
Did someone say flip flops and searsucker shorts? I'm in love.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 22, 2006
March 21, 2006
Dear Girl In The Office March Madness Pool,
You are not in first place because you have any skill at picking winners. Pure luck.
Love,
David
Love,
David
Dear Previous Two Blog Entries,
5 words for you: USAIR flight 1401 to Florida.
You can't stop me.
Love,
Marie
You can't stop me.
Love,
Marie
March 20, 2006
Dear Bubblicious LeBron's Lightning Lemonade Gum,
You taste awesome... for about 30 seconds.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Everyone I Am Beating In Our Office March Madness Pool,
I'm in first place, bitches! And y'all are getting beaten by a girl!
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 19, 2006
Dear Pizza Hut,
I can't imagine how much you must've paid Jessica Simpson to sing 'these bites are made for poppin' on your commercial.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
March 18, 2006
Dear Crazy Man Waiting For The Metro With Me,
I tried to understand the basis of your fear that the Leprechaun is going to come after you because you have one of his gold coins, but I have to admit I gave up when you started talking about him throwing roast beef and cornbread at you.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
March 17, 2006
March 16, 2006
Dear Local CBS Affiliate,
Did you really just switch over to the first 3 minutes of the Tennessee/Winthrop game when Boston College and Pacific started double overtime? You have GOT to be kidding me.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 15, 2006
Dear Birds That Loudly Chirp Outside My Window at 6:30am,
I should welcome you as an early sign of Spring, but on the annoyance scale you're pretty much even with the roommate who doesn't turn off his U2 playing alarm clock before getting in the shower.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Cold Wind,
We were both very happy when you moved to Saskatchewan. Are you back because it’s a comfort thing, or do you really think we have a future?
Love,
Adam
Love,
Adam
March 14, 2006
Dear Dressing Room Mirrors That Allow Me To See Myself From Every Angle,
I think you owe me an apology.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Urban Outfitters Automated Email Titled Frock & Tunic Sale,
Add to shopping cart? Yes please!
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Throngs of People Wearing Green in the Streets Last Weekend,
Woah there! I think a couple pages in your daytimers got stuck together.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
March 13, 2006
Dear Dinner on Friend's Parent's Credit Card,
Sure, 3 lbs of lobster seems unnecessary... but it was the only thing on the menu that went with our $12 cocktails.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
March 10, 2006
Dear Use Of "Bless His/Her Heart" After A Harsh Criticism,
Thanks for making me sound slightly less bitchy.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Music Industry Employee That I Recognized At The Gym,
Were you really changing CDs in your Discman on the treadmill?
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 09, 2006
Dear Woman Driving 10 Miles Below The Speed Limit,
At first you annoyed me, but when I saw you stick your whole ice cream cone in your mouth to use both hands on the wheel, you made me sad.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Thursday,
I woke up and thought you were Wednesday, but you're not...and that's awesome.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 08, 2006
Dear Dr. Rey from Dr. 90210,
When they took your picture for the definition of 'tool' in the dictionary, did you wear that pinstripe suit and pink tie?
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Roommate Who Answers The Phone With "Heh-whoa" When His Girlfriend Calls,
Whi-pish! (sound of cracking whip)
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Awkward Weird Squeaky Noises That Come From Somewhere Inside The Intestine,
You make a small, quiet, early morning Bible study my worst nightmare.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Aloe Vera Stem,
Your brokenness quite literally makes way for healing others. How's that for deep?
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
Dear Coffee Mugs That I Knocked Over And Wet Coffee Grounds That I Spilled On The Carpet In The Hallway,
Thanks for making it obvious to my coworkers that I'm hungover.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 07, 2006
Dear Tough Guy Lifting Weights Next To Me At The Gym,
Don't think I can't hear Madonna's Confessions on a Dancefloor playing in your headphones...becuase I can.
Love,
Katie
P.S. Sweet Umbros.
Love,
Katie
P.S. Sweet Umbros.
March 06, 2006
Dear "That Guy" at Longhorn Steakhouse,
If I have to hear you say "You must be hungry!" one more time when I pick up lunch for 5 coworkers, I'm going to have to pull on your mullet.
Love,Katie
Love,Katie
Dear Academy Awards,
Based on your surprise when Three Six Mafia won, you'd think you didn't both ask them to perform and vote on them to win.
Love,
Marie
Love,
Marie
March 03, 2006
Dear Nashville Sarah,
I don't blame you one bit for not noticing McHottie when you were neighbors. He was that weird guy that rode on his bike with the ponytail down his back. No wonder you never did a double take.
Love,
Sarah
Love,
Sarah
Dear Loyal Readers,
You can thank me later for only posting 20% of the food related letters that come to mind.
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
March 02, 2006
Dear Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On",
Am I the only one who feels awkward when you're played at wedding receptions?
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie
Dear Nashville NBC Affiliate (aka: New Least Favorite Channel),
You're seriously choosing to air the "American Baby Casting Call" instead of "The Office"?
Love,
Katie
Love,
Katie


