This is an actual letter from an Austin woman sent to
American company - Proctor and Gamble, regarding their
feminine products. She really gets rolling after the first
paragraph. It's PC Magazine's 2007 editors'
choice for best webmail-award-winning letter.
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Dear Mr. Thatcher,
I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads
for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features.
Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency,
I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa
dancing,and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and
down the beach in tight, white shorts.
But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary
Flexi-Wings. Kudoson being the only company smart enough to
realize how crucial it is that maxipads be aerodynamic. I
can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month
knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.
Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever
suffered from the 'curse'? I'm guessing you
haven't. Well, my time of the month is starting right
now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces
violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from
now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into
what my husband likes to call 'An inbred hillbilly
with knife skills.'
Isn't the human body amazing? As Brand Manager in the
Feminine-Hygiene Division, you've no doubt seen quite a
bit of research on what exactly happens during your
customer's monthly visits from 'Aunt Flo'.
Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness and
cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings,
crying jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely
realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only
last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to
shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman
Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's
Anatomy was written by drunken chimps. Crazy!
The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that
America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri
pants... Which brings me to the reason for my letter.
Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I
wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I
opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the
adhesive backing, were these words: 'Have a Happy
Period.' Are you f_ _ _ kidding me? What I mean is,
does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really
think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness - is
possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned
above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James?
FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&M freak,
there will never be anything 'happy' about a day in
which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and
lock yourself in your house just so you don't march
down to the local Walgreen's armed with a hunting rifle
and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory.
For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you have
to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it
make more sense to say something that's actually
pertinent, like 'Put down the Hammer' or
'Vehicular Manslaughter is Wrong', or are you just
picking on us?
Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that,
effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly
profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business
elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your
Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of
condescending ********. And that's a promise I will
keep.
Always Best,
Wendi Aarons
Austin , TX