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17 August 2004 @ 10:35 pm
To The Lecherous Fuck At The Mobil This Afternoon:  
Dear Utterly Repugnant Sir,

Yes, I understand that breasts are something that intrigue and excite you. I understand that I have them. And I understand that to you, as you stand behind the counter in all your creepy, dirty and decidedly smelly glory performing menial tasks for very small amounts of money, these two facts would make it seem to you like a good idea to comment on the size of my breasts.

Let me make this plain: Asking a woman if her back hurts due to the size of her -- as you charmingly refer to them -- 'bodacious knockers', is not a compliment. Nor is it in any way flattering for you to never once look above the chest line, but to instead stare, fixated. Or for you to purposefully drop the bag of ice that I'm buy so that I have to lean down and pick it up.

You're lucky I paid for it, and even luckier that I was in a hurry so that I couldn't give you more of a piece of my mind than I already did before leaving, you disgusting lump of grease and sexual frustration.

You have never touched a woman in your whole life, have you, sir? Even setting aside your dubious hygeine, I find that deeply unsurprising.

In closing, I wish you veneral diseases and rodentae.

Yours in revulsion,

Current Mood: wroth
Current Music: Like Spinning Plates - Radiohead
Adoable Frunklyra_sena on August 17th, 2004 07:58 pm (UTC)
*hugs you*

*stabs the motherfucker*

Fucking piece of trash. DIE MOBIL GUY, DIE YOU FUCKER.

Your breasts are beautiful and should only be stared at with awe and love. Also, it's possible that I'm drunk right now; actually it's a fact that I'm drunk right now, but the fact remains that he needs to SUFFER for making LEWD AND OBSCENE comments about your breasts and I hope his heart is sucked out through his nose and then shit upon.

Astreaastrea9562 on August 17th, 2004 08:00 pm (UTC)
Sometimes they're all just slimebuckets.

Rachel Wilderrachel_wilder on August 17th, 2004 08:19 pm (UTC)
That is just...just...I have no words for it. You call that fucker's boss tomorrow...do it.
Sam Wiseswamp_dragon on August 17th, 2004 09:46 pm (UTC)
I second the motion. After all, I bet you're probably not the only woman he's done it to; just no one's ever told the manager. Get his pervert ass fired!
junojuno on August 17th, 2004 10:40 pm (UTC)

I once had a tow truck *dispatcher* ask me my name, location, cross street and cup size. That was bad and it was over the phone. Yours is worse.

my days and ways... squee and ennui: fuck off eyeballsparktastic on August 18th, 2004 02:18 am (UTC)
I have no words for how disgusted that makes me feel on your behalf.


I'd get him fired, posthaste.
Novelist, lawyer, adventurer...: wonderwomanwebpetals on August 18th, 2004 05:31 am (UTC)
That is just so...I'm so angry you had to go through that. I ditto everyone else on the punishment ala unemployement (if you can bring yourself to ever go back there again).
BUT HARRY STYLES: easy by tararestrella30 on August 18th, 2004 07:06 am (UTC)


That's just - well - freaking gross.

*gropes you in a completely innocent like way*
phoiniksphoiniks on August 19th, 2004 08:19 pm (UTC)
What a jackass.

*hug you*