Dear Stranger (aka, guy at the train station),
I ran into you on the way to Foo Fighters slurring your words and waiting for me to get change for my ticket and asking if you could have it. I said no, and I would still say no today. You told me that you were trying to see Foo Fighters and that you haven't seen them since 1980 something. Well, if you had any idea what was going on in the world around you, you would know that Foo Fighters was created in 1994, the same year that Kurt Cobain killed himself. You continued to babble on about how you couldn't believe they were still selling out MSG and that you remember their first songs and started humming something that was most definitely not the Foo Fighters. So Mr, I think you should clean your ass up and do something about your life, and if you are trying to get money off people, at least come up with a better story that might actually make people feel sorry for you and give you the lousy dollar coin that they get back as change.
Sincerely,
A cranky bitch, who is actually a Foo Fighters fan.
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