Dear What's-His-Name,

I have been awake and moving since FIVE FUCKING A.M. this morning. You seem to have FINALLY noticed this, as well as you seem to have finally noticed that there are three hampers of laundry sitting in front of you that have been there for the past four days.

So, when you ask me "is there anything I can help do around here" and I try to SLICE YOUR FACE OFF WITH A TAPE GUN, don't be all shocked and defensive, hm? All I ask is that you PAY ATTENTION and step up.

That's all you have to do if you want to live.