Dear Student Who Gave Me a Super B-wordy Look This Morning,
I do apologize for not seeing you right away at the intersection. To be fair, though, your dumb frat boy boyfriend was driving and didn't really "stop." I did let you go first, though, so the super b-wordy look and mouthing of some obscenity was probably out of order. This is a college town, remember, and your professors do take part in town life. This includes driving. I would just be a bit more careful about who I mouth things to. I remember ALL of my students. Maybe not names, but certainly faces. I remember your face, super b-wordy looker, and would know it if you walked into my classroom.
Dear CSG Employee,
I am kind of a local, and more importantly, a regular. Sometimes, I just order a hot tea, but many times, I order a 27 dollar lunch. I take off my coat, set myself up in a corner, then come order. You probably see this. So, why do you ask, every-gd-time, "This is to go, right?" It just seems rude. I realize working the 1 pm-4:45 pm is a hard shift, but customer service skills really should be a priority for you.
Dear SoDak Wind,
Please stop. You are making NoDak look bad.
Dear Raziel's,
Your chicken vegetable soup was delicious today. Thank you.
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It occurs to me that you should prolly start writing a Helpful Hints column. Like what John Tesh has done with his syndicated radio program. In between playing songs by Jewel and Foreigner, experts discuss isssssues such as "Discussing Money with Your Spouse," or "How To Use Vinegar as a Household Cleanser." I do not make this shit up.
I would second that...an advice column, and maybe a coffee shop.
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