Unsent letter part 2

I had my breakfast/lunch alone again. But this time, I had burger, fries, and a glass of regular coke on my table. Right beside my not-so-breakfast-like meal was a local newspaper that I asked from the cashier. The front page posted a picture of cebu’s governor hugging a middle-aged woman. The article was about squatters from Apas who were spared from eviction because the government was able to buy the land for them. It caught my attention because that’s around where I’m staying. It’s about time the government did something right for the people. I think is it benefits both party’s; the people gets a place to live, and the government gets good publicity. Fair and square. Everyone’s happy.

That does not include me though.

This second letter goes to the person I hate a lot at this very moment.

I can understand that you’re tired, but to tell me that I’m stupid just because you don’t want to help is not acceptable. I hate you.

You’re not even paying attention. And you act like you know everything. Well, technically, you know more than what I know, I just got hired, you’ve been a long time employee. I don’t understand why they put you in this position. You think your so smart?! I so hate you. You’re a pig with bad manners. A fat black pig.

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