Dear boss of the crappy job I'm working, you're male. This fact means you cannot have PMS. Either that, or you've been eating way too many hormone-grown chickens etc. To cut it short: please don't spaz randomly. The HR of the business is already in tatters. Don't make it worse.
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I actually like it! When I go to Bankstown I always watch/pay attention to the roads. It's so interesting, it's as if the music never stops, it just changes with the occasional VROOOOOOOM! Don't mind the music much either :) (most of the time).
EDIT: Oh, but when some moron does something like...