Because I can't dress myself. I CAN'T DRESS MYSELF. I try. I really do try. It just doesn't work.
The worst part is that this isn't the first time this has happened with this exact skirt, only at the time I actually noticed it around my ankles. I am simply too stupid to decide when it's time to stop wearing a certain skirt.
I am asking a serious question about the STATUS and LOCATION of your pants.tritiumDecember 11 2006, 15:53:31 UTC
I think this story is a testament to Bostonian's ability to be complete and utter assholes to total strangers. Seems to me, the polite thing for everyone involved would be to help you get your skirt back as quickly as possible, and otherwise pretend nothing happened.
Re: I am asking a serious question about the STATUS and LOCATION of your pants.moneypennyDecember 11 2006, 16:06:27 UTC
The Orange Line is generally great for reliable service and quick turnaround, but it is my experience that it also features the highest concentration of asshole Bostonians. Virtually all of my asshole Bostonian stories happened on or near the Orange Line.
I swear on my torrid sexual relationship with Ericer Steinah that this is exactly how it went down. In fact, the only detail I willfully concealed is that YOU were the teenage mom who insulted me.
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The worst part is that this isn't the first time this has happened with this exact skirt, only at the time I actually noticed it around my ankles. I am simply too stupid to decide when it's time to stop wearing a certain skirt.
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miss, let me hold the skirt while you step into it-- oh! sorry my hand is repeatedly brushing against your thigh. ewww.
(it would have been ickier if i used the adjective "creamy" in that sentence.)
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im tired.
and by the way i think this story is a LIE. but i shall include it in your unauthorized biography anyways.
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