SUBJECT: Hey, that was easy.
Dear Staples,
I am writing to congratulate you on your success as a kick-arse Store. I've had this laptop since 2004. It came with wireless network, which worked perfectly, once at a Borders bookstore in California. Never since. Which was all very well, since I've somehow managed to convince friends and loved ones alike that I didn't need the internet, because:
-"It would interfere with my writing..."
-"It costs too much..."
-"I have it at work..."
All of which, I now realize, are moot. I am currently writing you this email from my very own writing chair in my bedroom and, more importantly, in my pajamas. Do you know how great this is? I can't tell you how many odd looks I've gotten when asked "what's my aim?" and I say "best-selling author." BUT I GET IT NOW! They meant the 'Americans Instant Messanger!' Did you know you can even buy things? I'm not kidding! I was just looking at the fruit juicer which only cost $37.78! I know!
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