Dear Forest Ranger McBuff,
Do you know how frustrating it is, knowing that you’re off in the mountains but still thinking that I see you every time I turn around? Do you know how many skinny nerd-boys go for runs on my college campus that I always confuse for you when I first drive past them? Do you know how uncomfortable it is for me to hear that you’re Facebook-messaging my sister, but not me?
( The answer to all these things is, of course, a lot. )