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So I got rejected from Mayo on Thanksgiving, and I haven't been able to forgive them. In the preceding months, my love of Mayo had grown so passionate that I couldn't stop thinking about them. Every day, I longingly looked into my mailbox, hoping for news from my allopathic sweetheart.
But no! Mayo sent me a rejection letter on Thanksgiving. It pierced my heart, burning like the fires of a thousand suns.
Now, whenever I hear the word Mayo, I'm filled with bitter remorse and hatred. How could they do this to me? I can't think straight anymore. I can't look at their website. I can't even put any on my sandwiches.
Does anyone else have post-rejection depression?
But no! Mayo sent me a rejection letter on Thanksgiving. It pierced my heart, burning like the fires of a thousand suns.
Now, whenever I hear the word Mayo, I'm filled with bitter remorse and hatred. How could they do this to me? I can't think straight anymore. I can't look at their website. I can't even put any on my sandwiches.
Does anyone else have post-rejection depression?



