Dear Strangers
Dear Boy on the Side of the Road,
This is how I shall refer to you since I have no other identification to use. Your brown eyes looked sad. I only saw them for a moment out the car window, but I know sadness when I see it. You did not have a phone, and there were no houses in sight. My dad thinks you ran away, but when I asked if we could help, he said no. He has said no before, called me a bleeding heart, snowflake, and right after that, he says, "You can't help everyone." In some cases, I agree. Not this one.
Sorry she could not help,
Girl in the Navy Honda
Dear Chick Fil A Worker From Last Monday,
I wish I knew your name, for I love you. Not in the way I love my grandfather but I love you like I love plain cheeseburgers and chicken sandwiches. The way I love food is the way I love you. Why? Because you have never gotten my order wrong. I know exactly who you are. You have served me five times at least. Of course, Chick Fil A as a franchise is known for good service, but your smile lights up the delivery window.
Sincerely thankful,
Girl in the Navy Honda
Dear McDonald's Worker From Thursday,
I know you have a name, but I do not know it. I will probably never see you again. But I want you to know that I am mad. I wanted a plain burger. No tomatoes or lettuce or mayonnaise. I understand that maybe your day was not perfect, but I wanted my cheeseburger! Preferably edibile. Also, your food is not good, but that is probably your company's fault. I do not blame you for your employer's shortcomings. Next time, I want a plain cheeseburger.
P.S. The french fries were not bad, but too much salt was added.
Upset at lack of plain cheeseburger,
Girl in the Navy Honda
Dear Target Worker, aka SHARON,
Is it wrong to hate someone you do not know? I do not think so. (Hint, since apparently you cannot take one, this is about you, Sharon!) When you stood beside me in the feminine products aisle, I was annoyed. When you stood in front of me to block my view as you were TEXTING ON YOUR STUPID SAMSUNG, I was perturbed. But you crossed a line, okay, when you asked ME to move. I stood my ground until you rolled your eyes and left. You just lost a customer, Sharon, I hope you are proud of yourself. By the way, just because your nametag is purple, does not make it cute.
Definitely NOT Affectionately,
Girl in the Navy Shirt
Dear Next Door Neighbor,
I do not like you.
P.S. Stop cutting our grass. Your property line stops at the green box. Accept it.
As Indifferent as Possible,
Girl in the White House, No, Not That White House