This might be the very first time Ive ever gone to see a film alone. It just may as well be the case. This day started out stupid, with god and gum. These two snotnosed Abercrombie addicts with acne approached me in Bryant Park. I knew they were evil. Their heads bobbed like balloons in a restless hand. They approached my dark, shady table. The blond girl asked me if I wanted some gum. I needed to satisfy my oral fixation. Seconds ago the wind knocked my straw away Id been chewing on. I took the gum and she popped a flyer out of a shopping bag and started to ramble on about some bible study. I shut her up but told her I was keeping the gum anyway. The dude she was with commented, Excellent, in a most prepubescent surfer dude mutter. They hopped off. Then my boss commented on how cute my body is on my first day of work. How very. Well I just dont know how I feel about anything (sighs dramatically like some poor diva in distress in those charming black and white films, you know the ones where the couples end up in the sickly yellow glow on a front stoop nervous about how to say goodbye)
Goodbye.
nevermind. i'm not going alone
Goodbye.
nevermind. i'm not going alone
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That's messed up what your boss said. I would have said something back to them about it. Behavior like that, if properly nipped in the bud right away, will stop. But if you don't get to it fast enough and you let too much slide, when you finally complain you'll be told "what ever happened to your sense of humor? You on the rag or something?"