Dear Rude Teenager:
You did not make eye contact with me. You did not thank me. In fact, you didn't make a single sound today when I tipped you 30% on the purchase of a single Diet Coke. I am officially at my wit's end with your entire generation. Believe me, I get it. You think all of us over the age of 25 are a total bore. Take my advice, most of us are... but at the ripe old age of 17, 18 or possibly 19 years of age you really don't know shit and the entire world doesn't revolve around you, it just feels like it does now. Get over yourself. Oh, and note to self, you will actually make MORE money if you consider being nice to people. I know, I know, it's a stretch for you; but consider it, because one of these days you'll turn into a grown up like the rest of us and this will all make sense. Oh, and smile for goodness sake! The whole morose teenage thing has been done (for generations really) and is not attractive at all.
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