Dear Fire Hall,
You take my husband’s time, and I can share that with you.
You capture my husband’s interest, and I can share that too.
You divide my husband’s energy, priorities, finances, and obligations, and all this I am willing to share.
(so that his air mask fits during this month of training)
you want to take his facial hair
and I am more upset about this than I can say.
You are a t-rd, and I am not signing off with love.