Handsome black neighbor (the one who is MUSCULAR. the one who sometimes stands in his bathroom, at night, with the shades open, clad only in a towel, while we gaze at him like those horny office women from that 90s Diet Coke commercial) was outside while I was lugging in my suitcase.
I considered, for a split second, feigning a real struggle with my luggage. DAMSEL-IN-DISTRESS.
“Jenn, seriously,” I thought. “What would Gloria Steinem think of that?”
Not skipping a beat, the little devil on my shoulder exclaimed, “Did you ever think Gloria Steinem just wants you to GET LAID?”
Of course, I manned up and hauled the suitcase into my apartment, but I made sure to look damn sexy doing it. (Read: NOT AT ALL.)
March 22nd, 2010 at 7:08 pm
dude. FEIGN ANKLE INJURY! do it, do it.;)
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Jenn Reply:
March 22nd, 2010 at 9:04 pm
I did this through a good portion of fourth grade, so I have experience. ACTING.
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March 22nd, 2010 at 8:54 pm
Oh, okay I need a “What Would Gloria Steinen Do?” button.
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Jenn Reply:
March 22nd, 2010 at 9:05 pm
I keep trying to flip it, like, “Well, Gloria Steinem would want me to take CONTROL of the situation, so even though I’m acting powerless, I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I’M DOING.”
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