I’m sorry I looked at you like you’re stupid.
But you looked stupid. Talking into a fucking banana. Dude, you’re like 11 years old. Surely, you know that there’s no one on the other end of the banana. It’s technologically impossible for produce with a shit ton of potassium to receive any kind of wireless signal. You know that right? If not, your parents should have told you the first time they caught you talking to a fruit plate. I’m all for vivid imagination and shit but not at the expense of dignity. And you sort of left yours lying right next to the muffins at the coffee shop.
A kind stranger,