stop taking .... your experience at STRAIGHT so seriously."
I was gonna leave this alone, but whatthefuck?
Yeah, it was just a little misunderstanding, the whole Straight experience, kind of the equivalent of a bad hair day, or maybe a hangnail I had a few years ago. A simple "I'm sorry, my bad" from Virgil or Mel or any of the other shitheads that ran the place, and everything would be fine. Yeah. Uh-huh.
It was sort of like Summer Camp, but with worse songs and food, is that it? Oh yeah, the abuse thing at a formative age, but hell, we're all adults now who should get over it, forget about it, and move on?
Thanks for your profound insight into the worst thirteen months of my life.