Dear Sir

You work at Sumitomo Mutsui Banking Corporation. You take the train every morning at 8.20am. You don gold rimmed glasses, wear a tie, you carry a knapsack. Last friday, you wore a white oxford shirt with brown chinos.

Please tell me why, on that very day on 2nd Nov, you were digging your nose in full view of public (read: me) for a good two minutes. Your behaviour was appalling. You knew I was looking at you, yet you flagrantly avoided my unwavering scrutiny, and proceeded to continue your revolting nose grooming in the aforementioned public sphere.

Also, you wiped your snot on your pressed khakis...?!?!? Now that's just vulgar.

I can't continue this post anymore. It makes me want to hurl.

P.S. School holidays are here. The brats are unleashed. Sigh.

1 Responses to “Dear Sir”

  1. # Anonymous Anonymous

    You never fail to make me laugh with such entries. It's SO you.  

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