Dear Rich People Who Come To My Coffee House,
What gall you have seeking pity from your working class barista about the taxes you'll "endure" for making over 250,000 a year. You aren't going to "lose all your money to the government" now, nor should I feel bad for you if you somehow can't afford $5.00 espresso drinks with $3.00 pastries every morning (I'd factor in tip, but - let's face it - you don't fucking do that anyway) for the rest of your life while some people don't have enough to eat any kind of breakfast.
Am I supposed to be worried that:
1. this probably won't have that big of an effect on your stupidly-rich asses anyway?
2. if it miraculously did, you might realize what most of the country is going through every fucking day and stop being the greedy, selfish sacks of crap you are now?
I'm really fucking moved by your plight.
Love,
Kymba
P.S. This is unapologetically my angriest letter to date. You guys suck.
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