I started e-mailing this woman who lives on a property that has land the size of a fucking village. She does love horses. I replied to her last e-mail……..nothing. Then this postcard turns up, and she says “Recycle this if you must” etc. Then another one arrives, with a horse on it. And she tells me to e-mail her when I have the time. Errr…..I fucking DID e-mail…?! I’m not e-mailing this woman repeatedly, when she then wants to communicate through the medium of fucking horse postcards.
Miscommunication
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