To the chef in Sanford who looks like Prince William:
I’ll make you feel like a king any day.
Sincerely,
—At Your Service
To the guy in the pastel windbreaker doing laundry in Comstock:
I hope we meet again, and when we do, I hope you’re still wearing that jacket. ONLY the jacket.
—The girl trying not to make it obvious that she was checking you out the whole time
To whoever was playing “The Pursuit of Happiness” on the piano in Coffman today: