Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt challenged me to create a poem based on a letter that you write either to someone with the second part the letter you receive in response. The poem I wrote is about an angry grocery store customer blasting the produce manager for poorly timing the produce mister and his unexpected response.
To: Mr. Produce Manager Lincoln
From: Mrs. G. Cranston
My dear sir
I do not remember that you and I ever met personally. I write this now as a scandalous acknowledgment for the almost detestable service you have done for your grocery store.
I wish to say a word further. When I first reached the vicinity of the produce aisle, I thought the shopping for greens would be complete with peace and tranquility considering the splendid day we were having.
However, your sinister plot did unfold before me as a most disconcerting thunderclap did roll down the shelves. Then, without so much as a warning, I was sprayed with the hissing spit of moisture!
Vegetables need such rainfall only when it is actually raining. To tease them on such a delightful day is a disgrace to your profession and entirely insensitive to those defenseless greens.
I expect better of you, Mr. Lincoln. Know your weather and act accordingly or I will be forced to inform your supervisors of your callous behavior.
Yours very truly
Mrs. G. Cranston
To: Mrs. G. Cranston
From: Mr. Andy Lincoln (Produce Manager)
Dear Mrs. Craston,
When I first read your letter, I feared it was a mistake because I always check the weather before I set the produce mister. Upon further review, I now wish to make the personal acknowledgment that you were right, and I was wrong.
The timing of the Produce Mister is not set to account for bright and sunny days and I can now see how our Thunder-Storm Simulation Sensor would have placed our produce in a most precarious situation.
We will do better! Thank you for your attention to the health of our produce and we look forward to serving you in the near future.
Mr. Andy Lincoln
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