I feel a little bit bad about a recent comment on this blog, left on a post about swear word usage. I apparently offended someone, but that’s out of my control and not what bothers me. What I’m feeling some guilt on is the fact that the individual said he came here because they thought there would be wit.
I never promised wit. I haven’t mastered brevity yet.
In any case, I don’t fully understand the exuberant exit.
“I’m leaving! I’m leaving! Here’s why! Know my dissatisfaction!!”
A recent email sent to my place of work followed a similar indignant format, with just enough compliment to really shove the knife in deep. In that case, we were told our brownies were delicious and about twenty words later I could have nearly lost my job. I had some witty email responses to a friend over that particularly noxious complaint email, but they were filled with the f-bomb since I made the brownies in question and was on the receiving end of subtle threats.
In my defense, I did use a few asterisks in the post in question. F**k could be any series of words. I can’t be responsible for how the reader fills in the blanks.
The loud exit is a mystery. Why call attention to the fact that you’re leaving? It’s like the reverse Favre.

No need to invoke the Fa*** word again! I’m outta here! Well, maybe I’ll stay…
Personally, I find your perspective and candor very refreshing. Original thinkers are hard to find these days.
I do like the idea of what is called, “The Feedback sandwich.” I’m sure you’ve heard of it.
Personally, if I’m not willing to share some comment directly to someone’s face, I don’t try to wiggle my way out by offending and sending some note or email that attacks another. Praise in public, criticize in private. If criticism is required, I send a personal email or letter to the offending party, or I arrange a face-to-face meeting with the person.
You keep doing what you’re doing, Julie.