Letter to a Stranger No.3

Shawn | December 28, 2007 in Journal | Comments (1)

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Dear Girl Talking Way Too Loud on her Cellphone in the Elevator,

It probably wouldn’t do much good to interrupt your mobile conversation about how wrong your doctor is about your medical condition, to tell you how disgustingly rude and self-absorbed I’ve found you to be in the first 3 minutes we’ve ever been in a (very small) room together. You’d probably take pride in it. Maybe you’d categorize it unapologetically as a defining trait of yours. One you could brag and laugh loudly about while screaming into a cellphone in public.

Yours Truly,
Unwitting Extra in your Brown Street Drama.

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  1. Comment by sweatsuit — December 31, 2007 @ 1:27 am

    Dear Jerk in elovater,
    My genetal warts are serius and i can talk on my fone wen-ever i want to becas I pay for it! if you dont like it dont lisen!
    BICH!

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