Dear Assholes,
I didn’t really pay much attention to you as you sat down in the restaurant beside my party. You seemed like a nice couple, out for a date. When the two of you suddenly jumped up, and ran out of the restaurant at full tilt, I thought it lacked a certain social grace, but let it slide, thinking maybe some family emergency, or domestic dispute had erupted between you, and you needed to leave quickly. We’ve all been there. I even felt bad when I laughed as I watched you slip on the ice in front of the restaurant’s window. So I bit my cheeks to hide my laughter, and returned my attention to my group of friends.
But now, oh now, I don’t feel bad for laughing as you fell. I wish I had realized that the reason you hauled ass out of there is because my beloved coach purse was being smothered by your disgusting armpit, something I would never do to it. A $450 Coach purse belongs nowhere near the likes of you, or your armpit. Now, I wish I had known that you had stolen my purse, so I could have stepped outside and kicked your balls as you lay on the ground, and spat in your face. Fuck you very much for stealing my purse, my health card, driver’s license, student id, cel phone, mexx glasses, wallet, money, debit cards, but most importantly, oh so VERY IMPORTANTLY, MY FUCKING SOCIAL INSURANCE NUMBER.
I realize it’s not supposed to be in my wallet. I know that was my faux pas. However, pretty much everyone I’ve spoken to has their’s in their wallet as well. So, I figure that softens my stupidity, so thank you masses, for at the very least that. Now, you fucktard, you have the unique ability to steal my identity, apply for credit cards, mortgages, loans, and whatever the fuck else you want to. Kudos, you Douchebag.
I hope your girlfriend, who seemed lovely, by the way, takes a long time to see you for who you really are. I don’t want her to realize now what a piece of shit you are, oh god no. I want her to waste 5-10 more years of her life with you, possibly $20, 000 to $50, 000 on a wedding. I want it to take her a long fucking time to realize that being with someone who doesn’t value you enough to actually buy you nice gifts, is not a good role model, and not someone worth investing your life in. Someone worth knowing would want to earn the gifts they give you. I want you to have wasted your life learning that lesson, after watching you jog after him, running down the street with access to my entire life in your fucking hands. I also wish a plethora of STI’s upon you both.
Thanks for listening, and fuck you very much,
Thalia