Dear Spineless critters who call themselves my slaves

That’s it! I’ve had enough. Yes, you are my responsibility, yes, I am your direct boss, yes, I am here to help you when you need to ask a question……but hell!

You are now second year clerks. You should be able to do quite a few things on your own. I shouldn’t have to go through everything you do with a fine comb, send it back to fix 12 times and eventually end up fixing it myself because it’s just taking too long. I shouldn’t be wasting my precious time on silly little clients whose bills aren’t large enough to cover even one hour spent on it by me….that’s what you are for…cheap labour.

I’ve done my share. I’ve spent 3 years living underneath the breadline in order to qualify. I’ve worked myself to death in order to sit at this here desk and be the mini boss……..i did not do it so I could spend all my time doing your work.

I’m so tired it’s not even funny. Working 11 and a half hours every single day is not fun, and certainly not fair. I’m here at 7 every day and i only leave at half past 6…if I’m really lucky. My poor little “Jack” is suffering from a lack of attention due to the fact that I’m always working and always thinking of work. The boss and I had a fight the other day because of your inability to do work which should be done by a first year clerk. I have had enough!

From now on you will do as you are told. You will actually listen to me when i tell you to do something. I couldn’t care less about the fact that due to your culture you find it hard to take orders from a lady, one who is younger than yourself, or someone from a different culture. I was employed to do a job, and i will do so…..even if i have to stand behind you whip in hand.(come now boys…no pictures of little ruby standing in leathers with whip in hand….this is serious stuff)

The list of offenses in my little book is growing nicely and soon enough I’ll have enough to create a nice little disciplinary. And I swear, from there onwards it will be all downhill. Take me to the CCMA, to whom ever you like. I have enough proof to sink you and get you thrown out of the profession for ever!

So this is just a little note to warn you guys to stay on your toes, look behind you and be afraid. I may be sweet little Ruby, but even really nice people are allowed to become mean when necessary.

Now get back to work!

Regards
Mini-boss Ruby

Dear Hijacker

The past two weeks have been such a whirlwind time that I’ve hardly had time to eat, sleep or even think. Since you ever so carefully bulldozed you way into my perfectly organized life, everything has changed, and tonight for the first time I have the time to just sit down and analyze…something i usually do constantly. If the letter is a bit jumbled and confusing, please bear with me. I’m trying to focus, trying to figure out what the hell is going on…trying to make sense of the situation.

We’ve been friends for months, and never, not even once have i considered the possibility that your little mind was steering our friendship in a completely different direction. Then, two weeks ago, you practically invited yourself to dinner. We had a fabulous time and to my absolute astonishment it was 3 o’clock by the time you finally decided to leave. I never even noticed what time it was….i had trouble sleeping and was amazed at how comfortable it was to have you around.

Since then I’ve seen you every single day. I’ve sms’d you a thousand times, answered your ring tone even more than that and found myself thinking of you more than i felt comfortable to admit.

Our first kiss was gentle and passionate, but a complete surprise. You had manged to catch me completely off guard….not something easily achieved. And even more surprising was the fact that this unexpectedness didn’t bother me at all.

I have no idea where all of this is going. I’m freaked out by the fact that I’m allowing you to bulldoze your way into my life. I’m freaked out by my reaction to all of this. But most of all i think I’m freaked out by the fact that I’ve just realised that I’m falling for you. Hard! I haven’t‘ fallen in love with you, but as i sit here reading this letter i realise that I’m probably heading in that direction….it scares the shit out of me.

Our “relationship”, or whatever you would like to call it, has a different twist to it, and even though i won’t talk about it, I can’t deny that this specific part of your history scares me. I’m grateful for the fact that your realise i have a slight issue with this, and that you’ve been trying your best to make it easy for me.

Last night was the first day in two weeks that i didn’t see you. I missed you…..and that scared me. I felt unsure of myself, which is not something which happens all too often. And I’m upset with myself for this reaction. You wouldn’t be phoning me 200 times a day if you didn’t wanna spend time with me…..i decided to stop feeling sorry for myself and spent some time with the girlies. It was good, but not the same as spending time with you. I’d rather see you ever day……shocking, i know!

I don’t know if it will work out, or whether all of this is just for fun. I’m confused as hell, but most of all I’m having fun. I enjoy your company, you quick wit, your hand on the small of my back when no one else is watching. The stolen kisses and the light touch of you hand on my arm.

I’ve made a decision while writing this letter. I’m usually the over thinker, the too rational person, the over analyzer, and the one who doesn’t risk her heart, because she’s been hurt too many times. The one who’d rather not love at all than have her heart broken. It stops right here. No more!

You make me happy. You make me feel excited about the most mundane little tasks. The thought of you makes me feel like I’ve slept for hours, even though I’ve probably only slept about 12 hours in 2 weeks. You’re the one that makes me feel special for wanting to kill the client whose practically harassing me. The one who makes me feel all silly, and blushy and like I’m a teenager again. I’ve decided to risk it.

I don’t know what the future holds for us, and whether we’ll even make it to a proper relationship…but I’ve also decided that it doesn’t matter. That i have to start living and loving the here and now….even if it means that i might get hurt in the process.

I realise that this letter is all “deurmekaar“, mushy and stupid. But it has helped me focus, it’s helped me make a decision……….it’s helped me realise that I really like you you little clown! Be gentle with this little heart of mine. It’s not given easily and not without a lot of thought and consideration for what might happen. But I’m willing to take the risk and i’m hoping you are too.

Hugs and kisses

Ruby

Dear Readers

I realise that it has been some time since i had last entertained you guys with a heartfelt letter. I know that some of you are diehard fans who rush here every single day in the hope of catching a slight glimpse of my life, but unfortunately I have been a tad busy of late.

I promise to return to my old habit of writing a letter every day or at least every second day quite soon. Things have been quite hectic in my life. Hectic as in exciting and action packed, which also resulted in the minimum amount of sleep. I have plenty of letters to write and i promise that i’ll be writing them in the very near future.

I hope that you guys will be able to cope with my silence for just a tiny little bit longer.

Love

Ruby

Dear Blonde Stranger

The dark clouds slowly crawled over the mountain as I was making my way down the steep slope. Rushing, trying to avoid being caught on the mountain in the rain. Suddenly the universe’s stomach growled fiercely and I skipped a heartbeat as the lightning hit a large tree not too far away from where i was making my mad dash to safety.

Then, out of nowhere, you suddenly appeared. A tall, blonde stranger. There you stood, on the narrow wooden bridge. The same bridge I had to cross to reach safety. I stopped. My heart was beating painfully in my chest as those soul piercing, ice blue eyes looked straight through me. Time stopped. The earth stopped turning……everything was focused on you. Tall, fearless, confident, daring the elements to defeat you.

Slowly the earth was released from your spell. Wind once again howled around the mountain. The moment passed, but i simply couldn’t peel my eyes away from your face. The strong chin, the fierce blue eyes, the sunbleached blonde hair, you were the owner of the universe…you had me captured.

Then, in one swift movement you turned your head toward me. I shrank back against the mountain involuntarily…..you couldn’t see me! You smiled your lazy smile. I was powerless in you gaze. I could no more run away than i could walk towards you. I just stood there, staring helplessly.

I blinked. And in that millisecond you disappeared. I looked around frantically, but there was no sign of you. You had vanished into thin air.

Then, as the icy rain finally penetrated my mountain gear, my mind snapped back into action. I ran the rest of the way down, frantic to get out of the rain and the danger zone the mountain had become.

Now as i lie in my bed i can’t help but wonder. Where did you come from? Where did you go? Were you ever even there to begin with, or was it all part of the magic of the mountain? The same magic that keeps bringing me back here. The same magic that makes me the person i am. The magic I can’t live without.

I hope that next time I visit my mountain that you will be there. Waiting. Staring. Laughing at me with those fierce blue eyes. Daring me to ascend the mountain once again.

Yours in hope

Ruby

Dear Dude

Today’s letter quite a bit shorter than usual. I don’t have much to say, at the moment anyway, and will therefore not waste your time with non-sensical blabber.

My letter consists of simply this: WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE?

Hugs and Kisses

Ruby

P.S. For those of you who are single and trying or for those of you who are in a relationship and simply feel like this might be cute….pls complete the following:

P.P.S. Happy Valentine’s Day y’all!!!!