I am taking a break from work and getting things to decorate mac's door for Feb., so in honor of African American History Month:

I, Too, Sing America by Langston Hughes

I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong.

Tomorrow, I'll be at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then.

Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed--

I, too, am America.

I think bitchiness is entirely authorized. You could simply reply by saying "I don't remember writing that, in fact my sent email is different. What happened?"

Or you could say, "I noticed a discrepancy in your copy of my email - here is my actual email for you to refer to" or somesuch.

Right now I am going to sit on the request and twiddle my thumbs in a passive-aggressive manner.

Sure, it's a small thing, but I'm kind of hugely pissed. Problem is, I don't know how to reply with "please don't alter the text of my e-mails" without sounding like a bitch.

Is the email signed with your name? So it looks like you sent it?

I would do what Tommy says. Resend your original to the person who sent out the modified copy.

Carbon copied to their superior, if possible.

Know what's funny? My hands have started to swell like my feet.

Okay, that wasn't funny. I'm sure something was going to be funny, but I dismember what. Good thing my GP already gave me a rush appointment for this afternoon for the whole morphine thing.

Or you could say, "I noticed a discrepancy in your copy of my email - here is my actual email for you to refer to" or somesuch.

Oh, I like that.

We just had a salesguy walk into the office (which they're not supposed to do, no soliciting), and when my boss said, "We're not interested," he got kind of passive-agressive and said, "Oh, I caught you on a bad day."

Because, you see, my boss is a woman, and should clearly be hearts and sunshine when someone comes into the office to try and sell us some crap.

Because, you see, my boss is a woman, and should clearly be hearts and sunshine when someone comes into the office to try and sell us some crap.

Augh. And my supervisor just played a Matt Lauer interview with Ann Coulter in which she used the term "girl president", and now I want to run around punching people in the crotch.

he got kind of passive-agressive and said, "Oh, I caught you on a bad day."

oh, I would have ripped him a new asshole.

oh, I would have ripped him a new asshole.

She did pretty well. Not Vortex-style, but enough that his last words were "Okay, I'm leaving!" After he tried to convince her that he wasn't selling anything.