Every day, I drive past you on the way to and from school. Every morning since you closed for the winter season, I have read the sign that says, "Reopening in March." It is now March. You are not open. I have had days that would be so much easier to forget over the deliciousness of a Snickers Concrete in my mouth. But, no...you have chosen to falsely advertise your reopening and have dashed all my hopes of drowning life's sorrows in eighty bazillion grams of fat. Please reopen soon. Thank you for your time and kind consideration in this matter.