Dear Old Shitbird,
First, I don't want to talk to strangers on the bus. If you repeat "HEY! HEY! HEY" over and over you will get attention, but not the kind you're looking for.
Second, to answer your questions:
Yes, I am gainfully employed.
No, it is not at one of those "teeny bopper" stores (which I'm guessing means Hot Topic in Geriatric), nor am I employed by any other retail establishment.
No, I don't feel as though I mutilated my body by tattooing it, or my nose by putting holes in it.
No, I do not worship The Devil.
Contrary to what your motheaten, backwards old ass might think, those of us with noserings and black clothing don't always fit the stereotype of the lazy, uneducated slacker. Yes, I dress like this at work. (Are jeans and a V-neck sweater "over the top" for you? You should see me in my *real* goth clothes.) No, it doesn't offend people (?????).
1. I have a degree. And its not in Liberal Arts.
2. I work for a multimillion dollar company... in a management role, no less... and one which requires a high degree of intellect.
3. My manager likes and trusts me enough that he never has to actively manage me.
4. My coworkers and subordinates respect and like me.
5. I'm an active duty veteran of the armed forces.
6. I speak three languages.
You, on the other hand, are likely a childless, bitter, uneducated old shit who's never done anything with his life, and in order to fill the emptiness inside your wizened chest you attempt to make others feel bad about themselves.
Well, sir, I will clue you in on a little something. That shit doesn't work on me.
So next time you want to harass someone on a public bus for presenting themselves in a way in which you don't approve (again... jeans and a sweater... really? I'm barely even recognizable as a goth, for fuck's sake), I suggest you choose your battles a bit more wisely.
Sincerely,
Me
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