Dear Person that Created the Virus that Invaded my Computer:
I don’t like you.
When I was younger and much more immature I had an explosive, and some would say, very inventive descriptive temper. Now I’m older, and though not any wiser, I simply lack the energy to care anymore. Fine. Your dumb virus shut my computer down and cost me several days of work. Whatever.
In fact, the only curse I’ve even bothered to try and curse you with is this: may your car break down. Continuously.
If you think about it? That’s an ingenious curse. I love love love it. And hope it comes true. It would be complete karmic balance. The universe righting itself.
Signed,
One person who actually works for a living.
PS
If you need a hobby? I don’t know, try collecting stamps.
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