Dear Cafe Boys: You've had to close down once already for financial reasons. Have you thought about dragging your asses from bed to open the place on time? And hey, what about preparing food for customers *before* you open? I usually have some respect for fellow slackers, but when you have no tasty scones for me, I curse your stubble and your hipster music and your tudes.
Dear Me: Stop fucking about in your LiveJournal and go write your fucking story already! Lame ass!