I would like to write an open letter....
To all parents who bring their small children into fine dining establishments and cafes, and allow them to run all over the place screaming like banshees, then subjecting every patron in the place to ear-piercing tantrums and snot bubbles when they're made to sit in their seats and eat a meal. Your inability to effectively parent is interfering with my dining experience.
To the people who's religion or personal code of ethics prohibits the use of deodorant, your body odor is interfering with the aroma of my freshly brewed espresso shot. As you may or may not know, the true art of drinking espresso is to invoke all senses. It's a very spiritual experience, and having the scent of armpit up my nose just ruins it for me.
To the gentlemen in bars who fart with reckless abandon, thinking the loud music will obfuscate their ... orchestra, I may not have heard it, but I smelled it, and the noxious fumes curdled the cream in my White Russian.
To people on airplanes who....oh hell, there's just not enough space on here to write that one....
I don't have a huge sense of entitlement, an axe to grind, a point to prove or a bra to burn, therefore I will never subject you to my chocolate mint vapor in confined places, but wouldn't it be nice if everyone in the world was that considerate?
Well said I must say!

