Dear Suzanne and Aileen
You probably did not realise earlier on today that you both looked like a right couple of fuds when you started going on at me about something which is not really my concern. Did you not realise that it was nothing to do with me and, although I was happy to listen to your ranting and raving, I was not going to do anything about it as it was something that happens every day in our office and is usually taken in our stride but today, for some reason, it was a big deal to the pair of you. Maybe you were both premenstrual or as you are both dried out old fuckers you are probably sexually frustrated (or more likely your husbands are fucking someone else). See you Monday