What would you do if your ex-boyfriend from almost two years ago “remails” you a letter that his current girlfriend wrote to you? Do you just toss it into the trashcan? Or do you do something with it?
I opted for the option to do something with it. Now mind you, I haven’t been with this ex-boyfriend in almost one and a half years, so it’s not something that bothered me. Although I do find it hilarious that his girlfriend is so bothered with my [non]existence that she took the time to do this. The most effort I put towards her was disliking her very existence about two years ago. She was sending Chris these pathetic letters, and some weird fucked up puppet. I knew she was bad news for any relationship.
Though I suppose I should explain why the letter was no surprise to me. About a year or so ago, I befriended Amanda. She happened to date Chris shortly after I moved out of the apartment in June of 2006. They were having problems, so I was there to console her and give her needed advice. Chris has this tendency to channel his inability to remain faithful, to the internet. So it was only a matter of time until that happened to her as it did with me. This affair was with Kat the Krude. I felt protective of Amanda for some reason, so I went to her rescue when Kat was trying to smear Amanda’s name.
I believe this is what struck Kat the Krude’s nerve with me, and left her with pent up hatred towards me. In February of this year, Amanda was telling me about how Kat was writing some letters to us, and was going to include some Chicago Bears stickers. Amanda and I joked about what we would do if we got the letters, but fortunately for me, at that time I never received it.
Now it’s October 23rd and my mom hands me a letter. My address was comparable to the penmanship of a first grader, but I ignored the return address and the post office routing information. I opened the envelope and staring back at me was a ransom’esque letter that could have only been created by that of a fucking loony bat. I glanced at the return address,Ashford, CT, and then noticed the routing information, Louisville, KY. It was easy to deduce that either Chris finally mailed this puppy off, or Kat the Krap noticed her pathetic excuse of a boyfriend never sent it to me and decided to do it for him, EIGHT MONTHS LATER.
So, when I receive a letter from an ex-boyfriend’s current girlfriend, I laugh. Then I get a ligher, ashtray, and sandwich baggy. Then I set the letter on fire, bag up the ashes, and then mail it back to the ex, to hand off to whomever he pleases. Okay, the real answer was that I did it because I knew it would make a great blog post, but I figured they’ll get a kick out of it when I mail it back.
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There’s also the tag, katsletter I set up at my Flickr account.
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