Friday’s Letters
Dear Friday,
So we meet again. I’m
so happy to see you because you mean that tomorrow is almost here, and although
I can’t say much about it, tomorrow is a pretty big deal for me. Tomorrow I’m
going to possibly have one of the best opportunities that a communications
major living in Charlotte during the DNC could possibly have. So Friday, please don’t take it personal that
I’ll be excited to see you go.
Dear Suzuki,
I was pleasantly surprised at the great customer service
that you guys provided me with. I’ve never been a fan of taking my car in to
get worked on, but the fact that you guys gave me an oil change, a tire
rotation, a windshield wiper replacement and fixed my oil leak free of charge
is pretty awesome.
Dear Pembroke/ Lumberton
You have made me angry for the last time. I have tried being
kind and understanding because you guys are a smaller town and aren’t exactly
known for your stellar educational system. However, this recent development is
unacceptable. Once the DNC is over, and I have time to deal with you, I’m going
to drive to South Eastern hospital and pitch a fit of the likes that no one in
that town has seen. And should you continue to attempt to screw me over (which
I would highly advise against) I will take my fuss to the newspapers, the radio, and
the internet. This is your forewarning that a storm is heading your way.
And her name is Reese.