My friend arrived at the store to pick up the donated gift card for the high school fundraiser. When she announced herself at the customer service desk, she was greeted with, “I’d like to shoot the person who wrote this letter.”
My friend was taken aback and said, “Well, it was me. So shoot me. What did I do that was so offensive to you?”
“There’s no info on the letter for us to contact you.”
My friend pointed out, “The letter has the phone number of the high school and the name of the person to contact. My personal return address is on the envelope. What more did you need? Obviously there was enough info for someone to contact us as I got notice to come pick up the card.”
Silence.