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Robert Locke. Port Aransas. Aransas Port. Robert this is a letter that I feel bad about having towrite anonymous but I have to vent somehow and maybe you will read this andfinally get it. When I am working the bar and you walk in I get filled withdisappointment and disgust with the thought of having to serve you for thenext hours. I cannot even concentrate onmy work as I am thinking about how long it will be until you either do me andeveryone else in the bar a favor and leave or my shift ends. You have the nerve to be angry with me when I find chores tostay busy or talk to my other customers just so I dont have to spend one moreminute near you Your constant leering at me gives me the shakes and makes mewant to throw up. Your never ending sexual comments and inappropriate advancestowards me and any other woman in the bar is beyond belief. I am sick of your constant lies. Even youcannot keep track of them. When you go to the restroom people just look at eachother and roll their eyes and shake their heads in disbelief. You are the worst customer I have ever had the misfortune ofserving and if I thought you would not follow me to the next place ofemployment I would just quit my job so I would not have to deal with youanymore. I pray that you just stay home or leave the island. Everyonein the bar talks about what a slime you are as soon as you leave. Please just go awayor slither back under the rock you came out from. Your very Tired Server.

Company: Rober Locke
Country: USA

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