Dear Teenage girls in front of my office,
I will not buy you cigarettes. You asked me last week and I said, “no.” You asked me again, and again, I said, “no.” I’ve told you I was under 18, I’ve told you I no habla ingles, I even told you my grandfather died of lung cancer. You will not take the hint. I WILL NOT BUY YOU CIGARETTES!
Staring me down while I have my cigarette break will not help your cause. I am a legal adult, allowed by law to buy my cigarettes. You are not.
When I was your age, I couldn’t buy cigarettes. If you want to smoke so badly, do what I did… get your parents to buy your cigarettes.
Your cooperation will be much appreciated. Thank you in advance.
Hate always,
Angela
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I'm Angela - I'm staring down the barrel of my 30s (gah) working as a production editor
(office bitch) for a small newspaper. I'm consumed by my endless devotion to
the New England Patriots and have recenty taken up knitting to keep busy until September. Oh yeah, and I have a really whacky boyfriend to keep me amused.
LMAO You never cease to crack me up, hun!!!
You sound very bitter, go have soem cherry Jell-O, that will cheer you up!
LOL! Silly girls. They might realize one day that you’re actually doing them a favor heh.
I suggest pepperspray.