The Death of Enthusiasm

So, it seems that someone out there is under the impression that "I" am a "jerk." I probably should have seen this coming, but I must say that I am hurt.

I mean, I guess I can be a jerk sometimes but I don't think it's necessary to let everyone know about it, especially with such a foul smelling condiment.

Here are some possible reasons why you may think I am a jerk. I'm just trying to narrow this down a little bit.

1. I don't often recycle my plastic bottles or my aluminum cans.

2. I sometimes park in the good parking lot when I should be parking in the unimportant person parking lot.

3. I forget to stay in touch with old friends.

4. I once threw an unopened can of Mountain Dew into a large ravine. (Littering)

5. When I split a Little Cesar's five dollar pizza with Dan, I usually divide it so that I get the half that is slightly larger (sorry Dan).

So person, which one of these is it? The recycling thing?

I'll try to do better.

Sincerely,

Chase

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