Another reader writes (excerpted, hacked-up
Another reader writes (excerpted, hacked-up and posted here entirely without permission, but, I hope, without causing offense):
"Sorry someone at the winery totally ignored the fact you and your girfriend required a little sensitivity and consideration of the issues you are trying to resolve on your move. Just a casual mention of where you used to live....and wow. What a comment.
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The searing part is, you were busy trying to be a decent human being and a good non-descript customer with some neutral chit-chat and you wound up being treated to an embarrassing insensitivity that you never asked for. Not only did you NOT have it coming you were never even warned . The treatment you and your girlfriend received was undeserved and unwarranted in any way. Surprising even. Hope Harriet reads your letter to her boss at the winery. Good Luck."
Which raises a good point that needs 'fessing up to right now: I haven't sent the letter yet. It was printed out, signed, addressed and stamped when I posted my first blog entry yesterday morning, awaiting its journey into a mailbox and its appropriate NEW YORK, NY postmark.
Somehow, I didn't make it to a mailbox yesterday--I didn't leave the office. And, of course, I've slept since then.
So: do I send it? Do I send a different letter?
What, exactly, is the point of all this?
In other conversations, I've been encouraged to: "Think about what you want from this. Is it about Harriet, or the position?"
On the one hand, it's about Harriet. As an interpersonal exchange, that was right down there with meeting, say, David Berkowitz. The woman's son is a Green Beret, for crying out loud! Way to support your kid, there.
On the other hand, it's about her thinking, and those who think like her. I've been told that I might get more satisfaction writing an opinion piece about that issue, rather than personalizing it to the extent that I have.
And the winery does make some really good stuff...
Sigh.
