This is my 104 word letter in response to the lovely picture of moths beneath a highly-edited sign at a McDonald’s in Somewhere, USA.
Dearest Wilbur,
Your comments and suggestions should be directed to someone who cares.
F.Y.I, that is NOT me.
(Perhaps your new secretary will oblige)
I don’t care if you hate my green dress and despise the brown one.
(You seem to like your secretary in ~ or out of ~ blue)
I will not dye my hair blonde.
(Like your secretary’s)
Pleasing you is no longer my concern.
(Your secretary is doing a fine job)
From now on you can eat at McDonald’s, iron your own clothes, and dust your own dust.
I sincerely thank you for fifteen miserable years. Claudette
P.S. I sold your cat
Up From the Ashes 