Several weeks ago I received a piece of hate mail, my first. My initial reaction was shock, which quickly turned into anger. The letter was typed onto a blank greeting card, but the language was anything but Hallmark… The envelope was also typed, and the whole thing sent anonymously to my office.
Now, after mulling it over for a bit, my anger has turned to pity. Pity for the person who sent it, who was so cowardly that she had to resort to passive-aggressive tactics and type everything to disguise her handwriting instead of addressing me directly.
My boss was afraid that I would be insulted, and perhaps I would be under different circumstances. But as it stands I can only feel sad for a soul so unhappy that the only outlet was to type and mail a stupid, anonymous card. I don’t have the patience for that kind of cowardice and immaturity.