dear guy at work who sits behind me,

i'm sure you think it's cute to blast your 1995 green day album as loud as possible on your ipod. however, due to your shitty $9.99 headphones, it's not cute, because i can hear every goddamn guitar riff as well as billy joe's screaming vocals. if i wanted to listen to "basket case," i'd go back to the mall arcade and wear some black jeans. at least then it would be an appropriate setting to listen to this music.

turn it down,
Laura

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