Dear lady who sits over 50 feet from me but who talks so loudly that I can hear you over my headphone with Evanescense at full volume:
SHUT UP! Seriously. I am happy that you went out Saturday night, but I DO NOT WANT the details. I don't care how hot you looked (doubtful, by the way), or how much you had to drink, or even how bad your hang over was. TRUST ME!
Also, the Fran Drescher as "The Nanny" giggle...it's so 1995. Stop.Doing.It.
Thank you,
Fashionista
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