Dear Asshole,
As teens, some of us mastered the art of wearing something and then returning it to the store. We did this mostly as a lark, or out of desperation for something acceptable to wear some place that we couldn’t afford. Even as teens, we knew that this was breaking the rules. We were young. We were stupid.
You, oh king of the jackasses, looked to be late 20’s early 30’s. And un-fucking-believably, your defense/justification for yelling at the clerk while trying to return that sweat and smoke smelling filthy dress shirt was “Well I should have been told that I couldn’t wear it and return it. I wasn’t told that.”
Are you fucking kidding me? It looks like you humped a bus load of hookers in the alley while wearing it and now you want your money back because you’re done with it? You weren’t told that you can’t rent shirts? Holy Mary Mother of Dog, how are people as stupid as you not beaten to death in their teens?
Oh, but while I’m thinking about it, I wasn’t told that punching you in the throat right there & then could have resulted in an arrest or court case. I get a free fucking ride people, BECAUSE I WASN’T TOLD!
Sincerely,
Kim
