Dear Mr. Bus Driver Guy,
Thanks for driving right by the bus stop tonight at 8:30 p.m. I'll have you know that I was kind of drunk and really had to pee and I didn't appreciate having to chase you three blocks down 15th Avenue because there were no more buses for an hour. Also, when you said "Gee, I didn't think you were waiting for the bus" when CLEARLY I was standing at a bus stop, with a backpack, staring plaintively at you, I felt like punching you right in the face. I am going to watch Walking Tall right now and try to forgive you. You have bad karma, I just know it. You're lucky that I didn't have a heart attack or something running after you. I mean, really...I'm a law student, I don't get out much.