I got a letter like this a couple years back. No hallmark card, just the thinnest and flimsiest paper you’ve ever seen. It was pretty eerie to have a random handwritten letter addressed to me by name, but since name and address is public information here in Sweden it’s hardly surprising they have it.
My old workplace happened to be right next to a JW cult church, “Rikets Sal” as it’s called in Swedish, which I’m guessing translates to like “Halls of the Kingdom” or something like that in English. They were terrible neighbours. They tended their property meticulously, and wouldn’t be obstructive, but they’d come over during business hours and they were intensely misogynistic. They’d also attempt to kill the hedge that sat between their church and our offices because they were unhappy with how tall it was. That is up until my boss threatened to charge them for it.
Oh my gods, the mess that is Teams. When I first started working at my current company I was kind of excited because all of the software just works together. It felt novel, and I was enchanted by it. That quickly died when I realised that it makes finding anything a nightmare. There’s a billion different tabs and solutions for every single individual thing, and even multiple things within the same project. I think the main project I work on has like fifteen different test documents, and good luck trying to find the documentation for pushing stuff live! The only real way to find things is to ask someone who knows. There’s half a billion different search bars and finding the right one is just way too time consuming.