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Asking Your Boss For A Salary Increase

An employee sends a letter to his boss asking for an increase in his salary.

"Dear Bo$$

In thi$ life, we all need $ome thing$ mo$t de$perately. I think you $hould be under$tanding the need$ of u$. We are worker$ who have given $o much $upport, including $weat and $ervice to your company. I am $ure you will gue$$ what I mean and re$pond $oon .

Your$ $incerely,

$tan $kar$kowky"


The employee received this reply

"Dear Stan:

I kNOw you have been working very hard. NOw a days, NOthing much has changed.
You must have NOticed that our company is NOt doing NOticably well. NOw the newspapers are saying the world's leading ecoNOmists are NOt sure if the United States may go into aNOther recession. After the NOvember presidential elections things may turn bad.
I have NOthing more to add NOw.

You kNOw what I mean .

Your Boss

NOel kNOwles"

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