Dear TSA Agent,
I realize my laptop is huge by today's standards. I realized it 45 seconds ago when, glancing to my left and then to my right, no one else appeared to struggle hefting their machines from their backpacks into gray inspection bins. With this in mind, fuck you and your wrinkled nose. You don't have to use the laptop, you don't have to carry it, hell you don't even have to look at it as much as see through it, so fuck right the fuck off and keep working that conveyor belt and maybe next time make a half decent joke so I can at least have a chuckle with my techno shaming and body scan.
sincerely,
2011
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