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Dear Busdrivers,

STOP FUCKING HITTING ON ME. AND A TIP. TAKE OFF THE FUCKING WEDDING RING.

No, I do not want to go to lunch.

Sincerly,
none of your fucking business.


Dear People,

I say 'sir' and 'ma'am' because that's the way I was raised. 'Excuse me, sir' is a hell of a lot more polite than 'hey, white girl', so stop fucking getting 'mad' that I use 'sir' and giving me your name. I don't give a fuck. I am totally fly with smiling and greeting and chatting for a second, but it does not mean I want your name, rank, and serial number (or phone numbers, please to be keeping that to yourself). I just want to go to work/home. That's it. You want social, try the obnoxiously loud chick in the shirt with zero neckline talking to her pimp some poor dude on the phone. Not me.

I wear the headphones so you fuckers will leave me the hell alone.

Go away,
Megan

*love*

Dear US Olympic Swim Team,

So worth the fact I'm getting zero sleep this week

<<<33333

Totally love ya,
Megan