As a bright, blond being in
a pleasantly diverse area, I tend to get noticed, every day (whether I like it
or not). Especially on my daily walk to Bart down Telegraph.
Comments range from the
classic “damn girl!” to “hey, where you from? You not from around here are ya?”
Every now and then a couple
more noteworthy sneaks in, so I made a top three of Telegraph talk:
1. Big dude: Damn girl, you
lookin’ fiiine today!
Big dude’s girlfriend (which I though was
getting ready to kick my ass): Hey girl, don’t worry, we swinger’s you know.
For real. Hey, wanna come back to our place and play? It’s just around the
corner here.
2. Group of people hanging
out at the corner-store: Hey Paris! Hey Paris, you forgot your dog! (first, and
last time I wear pink AND heels on that stroll. Ever.)
3. Dude in car which howled
at me, turned around, drove back, parked his car, and came running after me to
talk: Damn girl, I thought you was a sista! You sure you ain’t? You walkin’
round looking like Mariah Carey. (Maybe it’s time to lay of the self-tannning
for a while?)
lololol
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