A Letter Of Discontent Never Sent

    The last eight months living with Mike were a11 but unbearable. i had intentions of moving, but was forced to relocate sooner than i expected. i wrote the following letter to Mike, but never sent it. They say it is thcrapcutic to just write a letter to someone whom you are discontent with and then not send it. Writing the letter gets things off your chest. However, I included it here in my story for two reasons. It lets you know the living hell 1 had to put up with and， sould the book be read by enough people, fulfills the promise i made in the last line. Here is the letter:
 Mike;
    First let me say that i do appreciate everything you have ever done. i have a car with decent creature comforts, but you financed it at four percent, so you made money on that which means you were doing yourself a favor. And since yOll don't have a banking license, I'm pretty sure it was illegal. You taught me a lot about the computer and got me my start on the internet, but you took advantage of my technical naivety and sold me a llsed computer that was worth no more 由at two hundred dollars for seven hundred dollars. You sold me a used printer d1at was worth about fifty dollars for two hundred dollars. And you sold me a used computer desk for fifty dollars that was worth no more than twenty dollars. It was my falùt for being uninformed as to the equipment's true value, but shame on you for taking advantage and ripping me off, all the while calling me your friend. You maintained my website which everyone said was great and i had always given you credit for it when someone tallced about it. But you changed things as you saw fit without asking my permission. Then after i moved out you hacked the site and destroyed it. And you sent me coundess songs whenever i asked for one although you chose to ignore the last song i asked for. In fact, you didn't
even acknowledge that you received the email. But a sister in Christ, Jeri, is a radio dj with access to over 800,000 songs and told me she could send me whatever i wanted. The first four years there were pretty good. You kept the yard up, and things were livable.But You've changed. You've become lazy.There are things around there that need attention, bllt you sit at your computer all day playing Freecell. When i asked you if you would like to try another computer game called Taipei which is a version of Mall Jong, you said it was nothing but a time waster. Oh, and Freecell isn't a time waster? The yard has become so overgrown and trashy that the neighborhood uses it as a dump. You call yourself a good mechanic, but you are not. A good mechanic fmishes whatever he starts on, and cleans up after himself. You have never fll1ished anything. You tear stuff apart, and that's as far as it ever gets. You bought all the parts needed to make a
HotRod. You sandblasted 出e frame and that's as far as it got . You were going to CllStomize the dash on the Caballero and replace the lights with gauges.