Dear Saint Patrick's Day Revelers Who Are Camped Outside My Office,
Look, we talked about this last year. It is not even 10:00am and you are already carrying on. I have a deadline in 30 minutes and can hear you screaming from the 9th floor. PIPE DOWN.
THE PARADE HASN'T EVEN STARTED. PLEASE RETURN TO LONG ISLAND OR WHEREVER YOU CAME FROM. I know you are very clever in your "I'll shamrock your world" t-shirts and exciting headgear, but let's be honest, you're not even Irish. This is not a free pass to act like a douche.
Corned beef and cabbage,
P.
