Unwritten letters

Dear Sirs,

Whilst I have thoroughly enjoyed working my ass off to resolve your problem these last four weeks, I would like to explain why I left after my 35 hours this week and didn't stay later on Friday to complete the work.

(1) There is a reason that people in our group have job titles including words like "composite", "stress", "engineer" and/or "specialist". It's because people in our group ("Engineers") have "specialist" knowledge regarding "composite" materials and how they are "stressed". That means that we do, on occasion, know a little more about the subject than you do. If the situation were reversed, then our group would not be needed.

(2) If you had listened to me 2 years ago, we would not be in this situation and I would not have spent the last few weeks trying to pull your ass out of the hole you have dug for yourself.

(3) When I ask the question "Can you send me all the relevant data", and I receive a stack of data with the comment "That's all we have, honest", I do not then appreciate, six months later, being told whilst on a conference call to suppliers that you have additional data in a document in front of you.

(4) I really don't appreciate, whilst conducting analysis on this new data, your sending an email to the programme in question that drops me in the brown smelly stuff whilst covering your own backside.

(5) I agree with your premise that, since the material in question is made, by several suppliers, from the same constituents and using the same processes, that the end result should be the same. In an ideal world, it would. Please remove your rose-tinted spectacles and get back to reality.

I look forward to sorting out your mess on Monday. In the mean time, I'm off to enjoy my weekend.

Yours,

Indy