Please ask to box your own food. I can guarantee your hands are cleaner than mine.
Love, the exasperated server.
Dear eight-top with the $400+ bill,
Yes, I included 18% gratuity. No, 18% is not sufficient. Besides, this is going on your company credit card, Give me a break! I'm poor!
Love, your really broke server.
Dear Nursing Instructor,
No, I'm not quite sure how I failed the test today while making the class' highest Maternity ATI test score. Please stop asking me such obnoxious questions.
Love, the sleepy student.
Dear Mom,
I don't really like any of the curtain patterns you scanned - do you think we can just do a fake roman shade over the kitchen sink?
Love, your indecisive daughter.
Dear various members of The Ocho,
I miss your faces. I'm sorry I can't join you in Chuck-Town this weekend, but have a drink for me!
Love, D-Sice
Picture of the Day - a kick-ass tree in Key West, Florida
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