Dear Web Journal,
At work we use this really dodgy courier service called Unique courier. I swear the people that come to pick up our stuff are all, well, unique. Uniquely recovering from crack addictions. Anyway, this guy comes in with headphones blaring, the big phat (yes) kind with padding around the ear piece. And he says to me, “Yo, yo, who this be?” and I don’t miss a beat: “Fresh Prince”. It was some old Fresh Prince, too. I guess al Fresh Prince is old. Whatever. He threw his hands in the air as if to say “Score”. Bam, I totally impressed him. Proving that I, too, am unique.