Dear Mr President,
Hello. It’s me. The City Girl. This is a bit awkward. It is my first time, you know. I have never written to a President before. Forgive me if I am a little shy.
I try to avoid commenting on matters politics and economics mostly because such topics are beyond my scope of comprehension. On a normal day, you will find me insulting bloggers, shisha boys and occasionally, tackling the elephants in the room (also known as “plus-size”).
But today, Mr President, I had to write to you. You see, Mr President, you have been on my mind a lot lately.
Before I say what brought me here, allow me to clear a few things first. I know big men have been felled for writing mean letters to you. I want you to know that I am not one of the bold types that use unkind words like “Get your act together” while addressing you.
Me, I am just a mere City Girl with a column to write and heels to buy so promise not to report me to my boss after reading this?
Now that we are on the same page, allow me to take just two minutes of your time. Today’s column will be short and precise; I know you are a busy man…GO TO PAGE 2 TO CONTINUE READING>>>>>