Maybe just ask her to investigate the policy more carefully?

I'm trying to formulate an email to do this, but I don't want her to feel like I'm pushing her into a corner you know? How does one say please to help me here????

I'm trying to formulate an email to do this, but I don't want her to feel like I'm pushing her into a corner you know? How does one say please to help me here????

Could you maybe talk to the company's HR department before asking her again?

Here's the start of my email. Any help would be GREATLY appreciated:

Oh, that's disappointing. The work that I did at Company X is such a nice complement to the Masters for which I'm applying. Is there no wiggle room for an academic (rather than employment) recommendation?

After looking up information on this liability on the Internet, it seems that the liability lies with the requester (me, in this instance) pursuing legal action against the rec writer (you, in this instance). I'd be happy to sign a waiver of some sort saying 1.) I won't read the letter and 2.) I'd give up any rights to pursuing such action. Is there someone in HR who might be able to help? I'd be happy to give him/her a call and explain the situation.

I'm really sorry to push, but the recommendations are an important part of the application process and without one from you representing my time at Company X,.... Anything you might be able to do would be greatly appreciated.

{{{sj}}} Forwarding on as much motivation as I can spare. Mind you, I'll need it back later.

Fast-healing~ma to Rio!

they're the only one I've been to that'll point out if you have an outstanding balance as you're checking in.

Ick, Susan. That would definitely send me running. Right now I'm holding off on some medical tests until I change my insurance to better coverage for pretty much that very reason.

Okay, my physical therapist is a minor god. Remind me of this later when I am sore beyond reason, but damn he fixed what I've messed up in the past few days.

There is a model in our studio wearing a velvety pink, and quite short, nurses uniform. Complete with hat, thigh-high fishnets and platform heels. Somewhere ND is distracted and smiling.

Okay, my physical therapist is a minor god. Remind me of this later when I am sore beyond reason, but damn he fixed what I've messed up in the past few days.

Most people I know who've gone to PT come home saying their PT is a major sadist, so good show, Cass.

How is your grandmother, today?

I know I've been whining about first world problems, and I know I probably overcommitted by agreeing to do the wedding and the writers conference on back-to-back weekends, but of course I only discover that when it's too late to back out.

I called my PT office to see if there was any way for them to fit me in, and they can get me on the schedule today. They can try to justify my current visit and bill my insurance on the prescription from my previous back problems, but it'll be easier with a new prescription. So I called the annoying clinic back to ask that they fax over said prescription. Hopefully it'll come together in time, because I know my PT can make it feel at least somewhat better with his amazing massage mojo, and I can get advice from someone with actual expertise who has touched my actual back on what I should and shouldn't do WRT ice v. heat, stretching v. resting, etc.

Maria! Go you, and remember to have fun! And remember, too, that whatever goes wrong (and yeah, something will), at the end of the day you're married to Mr. Maria, which is the best part.

Maria! I hope you have a lovely time. I can't wait to see pictures.

What amy said, Maria. Also, what's Mr. Maria's name? Can we know, so on the day, we can post congratulatory stuff you'll probably never get to read, anyhow?

(We probably do know, and I'll lay a hard 25 cents that it's Joseph although that could just be what I've decided to call him in my head, because I honestly can't remember.)