To the Boss:
Last week, I saw the flutist briefly kneel down and left prior to the start of morning mass.
This was the following day after the sixteen year old, whose birthday fell on Friday two weeks ago, emailed me for the November R&A, knowing full well she doesn’t cantor!
Then your substitute emailed me that he needed copies of the Keyboard Accompaniment for the November line of music.
Now I don’t know WTF is going on with you people. I expected y’all to download your copies within a short frame of time.
I had cleaned up the shared folder, thinking no one else needed these copyrighted files, except your substitute.
I included scanned copies of the “copyright notices” because y’all are too damn cheap to get your own copies!
The girl then emailed me again claiming she couldn’t see the .pdf file, which I emailed the direct link to her.
Neither her nor your damn substitute replied in kind. Y’all are so fucking messed up. The brutal audience noticed the group to be more behaved without your Mom.
Huh,
Flynn…
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