Dear Tony,
I know that our relationship is only five months old, and I know that you don’t have that much experience with long term relationships. I am so sorry to have to end things this way – via an open letter to you, and on the internet no less. But I owe you some sort of explanation for why you haven’t seen me for a while and won’t see me for some time.
You violated a cardinal rule of relationships – not just ours – but of every relationship. You should understand that in long term relationships you don’t do what you did to me – someone who you know, you know to have walked that same road, someone who gives to you and treats you well. But you don’t treat anyone whose name you know that way.
So Tony if you’re wondering why I don’t hold up your bar anymore – it’s because you charged me, one of your regulars, the guy who routinely leaves you a twenty on a twelve buck tab, an industry guy to boot, you charged me for a fucking soda water, you charged me for water… with bubbles. Are you fucking kidding me? Bartenders should know better, and you’re no longer one of mine.
Sincerely,
Restaurant Refugee
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