STEVEN WEISSMAN

I saw you, middle-aged lady, at Dress for Success Seattle, as you arrived late to the queue and pushed past an entire room of women who were waiting to get in. We all saw you, because when you were told there was a line, you replied to the person who pointed this out: "Chill out—I have a VIP ticket," and then proceeded to saunter up to the front of the line, where you remained for the next 15 minutes (until the doors opened) without a care in the world, waiting to be let in first. Really? Why would you show your ass like that at a charity event? Who the fuck do you think you are? All of the women you cut in front of had that same VIP ticket, you fucking entitled piece of work. If I wasn't such a class act, I would have snatched you up by your leopard-print scarf and put you in a time-out.


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