Dear Old Sir
This is a letter to the old kind sir that honoured me with his attention while i was standing around near the Josefstädter Street.
Dear old Sir,
thank you kindly for telling me “I wish you cancer”, while you saw me smoking a couple of metres away from the other people. Unfortunately you did not have the courage to get off your bike and wait for my answer. You probably only heard my “Why thank you”, but i would like to extend my honest gratitude towards you with a few written words.
First i would like to tell you that it is indeed none of your concern if i smoke and risk my life, you old perverted pedophile piece of ugly shit.
Second thing i would like to tell you, i do not smoke in public spaces when there are non smokers near me.
Furthermore i would like you to know that i am really sorry you were such a coward and hurrying down the street, and i didn’t feel like running after you. Unlike you, you sorry ass, i have to work 10hour shifts and not live on welfare. Actually, my ability to work assures intolerant half dead humam beings like you to get food and still be able to insult strangers.
I look forward to meet your sorry ass again, and tell you personally how happy i am to know that you are already half rotten and see the graveyard ages before me.
with kind regards,
I do not hate old people. I spend my whole weekend with my grandmother, and i am usually overly polite when i meet old people. What i do hate is intolerance against any kind of human being. I do understand that it upsets you that smokers wallow their vice near you, which is not healthy for you. But please, dont get all stupid and risk a heartattack if tolerant smokers like me are enjoying the first cigarette since hours after a long working day. Dont insult every smoker you see without any reason. I dont tell you that you smell like a piece of shit and make me vomit cause youre using the most disgusting perfume on the planet. I dont tell you that i would like to shove that Kebab up your ass cause it disgusts me when the subway smells of dead rotten lambs.
I am fully aware that non-smokers can be affected by the smoke, but for heavens sake, if i stand 5 metres away from you, you should be more concerned about the evil cars with their semi-cancerish fumes or the mobile phone that seems to be clued to your ear.
Thank you, old dickhead for ruining my evening. May i extinguish my cigarette on your grave! HUZZA!