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Dear Fajitas,

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There’s no delicate way to say this, so I’ll just come right out with it. I’m tired of your constant need for attention, and quite frankly, I think it’s time you and I stopped seeing each other.

I know this might sound harsh, but the reality is you can’t even make your way to my table without leaving a self indulgent little trail of smoke and sizzling noises in your wake…all in a desperate attempt to have everyone lavish you with attention. Sure some heads turn, but it’s not because they’re impressed, it’s just because they want to see what all the fuss is about.

It would be one thing if you could live up to your own hype, but it seems like you’re just smoke and mirrors. You give the illusion of being something novel when in reality all you do is quickly fizzle out while I’m stuck dealing with your “some assembly required” fine print. It’s not that you don’t taste delicious. You most certainly do. All I’m saying is the fajitas burrito doesn’t throw a mini parade for itself when it comes to the table, and it’s just as good as you (if not better).

In all honesty, there is an awful lot about you I still like. It’s just that your attitude makes me want to turn my back on you in search of quieter, humbler entrées. You know, like the kind without their own entrance music.

So, until you can curb your constant self-promotion and tone down your sizzle, you and I are going to have to part ways. Hopefully one day we can reunite and I’ll be able to enjoy you again, but for some reason I doubt you’ll ever really change.

Formerly yours,

Disillusioned Fajitas Fan

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