Oh Cool! It's Just Like Gang Rape!
Twice recently I have found myself in the position where I am talking to a man/boy in an evening out, and his group of man/boy friends suddenly crack up. Each time, it seems one man/boy made some sort of lewd gesture about me and the others clearly liked it. Each time, I was somehow utterly devoid of having a clue. Last night, it happened, and one guy, as they all* laughed and I swiveled from one to the next, realizing I was suddenly surrounded, said, “Don’t you feel like Jodie Foster in ‘The Accused’?”
I wander my house today, desperate without coffee, starting to mumble aloud that man/boys (no offense to all my man/boy actual friends) are like puppets without heads when they drink. (I don’t know what that means, actually, but I feel a little reckless with a metaphor today.) (Suck it.)
[*These men, I will add here, are my colleagues.]
posted by TK @ 12:32
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15 Comments:
what's so surprising ? they're men ....nothing new...
you were in my dream last night
i can only imagine someone was making a lewd comment about me there, too. i can only hope so. (three time's a charm--all that crap.) nu?
Da!! Da!!
you are a crazy person. that has just been confirmed. lucky for you, i like crazy people. they remind me of home.
what's the purpose of acting sane/intellectual / in a crazy world ? ....only if you want to have a one man show but honestly I am tired of that ...i'll go with the flow meanwhile I'm cleaning my house and open the windows to the sun( or the moon ...)
Reading this makes me feel like I've been left out of the man/boy club, myself, since I've never witnessed or participated in such a moment, myself. What is supposed to be funny about making a lewd gesture towards a woman sitting in your group? I don't get it.
I wish you'd secretly videotape your next outing with a group of man/boys so I could participate in this apparently common rite of man/boy bonding, even if only vicariously. The whole thing strikes me as completely bizarre, I'd like to do some sociological research into it!
Of course, I have a lot of strange un-man-boy like characteristics --- I like fashion design, interior design, romantic comedies, and my secret career is to be a modern dancer or a choreographer. On the other hand, I dress in a slovenly way, think about sex a lot, love gadgets, am great at fixing things, and don't really have much in the way of feelings. I suppose I'm a bit androgynous, internally...
Reading this makes me feel like I've been left out of the man/boy club, myself, since I've never witnessed or participated in such a moment, myself. What is supposed to be funny about making a lewd gesture towards a woman sitting in your group? I don't get it.
I wish you'd secretly videotape your next outing with a group of man/boys so I could participate in this apparently common rite of man/boy bonding, even if only vicariously. The whole thing strikes me as completely bizarre, I'd like to do some sociological research into it!
Of course, I have a lot of strange un-man-boy like characteristics --- I like fashion design, interior design, romantic comedies, and my secret career is to be a modern dancer or a choreographer. On the other hand, I dress in a slovenly way, think about sex a lot, love gadgets, am great at fixing things, and don't really have much in the way of feelings. I suppose I'm a bit androgynous, internally...
Somewhere between 1:43pm and 8:56pm I completely lost my memory, but then, apparently, felt inspired again to write precisely the same comment, letter for letter. You can't fault me for not being consistent, at least.
Actually, some technical glitch caused this which is too silly to explain. Suffice it to say, use the "Preview" function at your own risk...
i would consider voo-doo, myself...you know where to stick the pin...then cleanse with burning sage & cedar under the glow of a white candle ;)
reckless use of metaphor without a poetic license can be excused given your night out with "the guys". next time you go out with them you should order a "headless puppet on the rocks".
but, esb, you must know that is my regular drink! :(
[NB: my own and only one-time allotted use of emoticon.]
trena: voodoo? but you do as well? tried it. all that happened from my pin-sticking was a lot of man/boy jumping around. it was hot.
mitsu: oddly, these are actually some androgynous types. which, i suppose explains the hyper-masculinity. you don't want to see, trust me. which is not to say i won't videotape it sometime for you, anyway. again, hot.
try drinking more on the next outing, but only becasue i suppose you to be a strong and beautifully angry drunk. and make sure there is a lot of coffee for the morning.
i learned my lesson early on. the first time i drank to the point of drunk was when a boy bought me white russians. i was 15 or 16. i knew him. he tried to kiss me when all was said and done, and i felt strong enough to rebuff him.
so yeah, strong, but a strangely happy drunk is me...cy, you must tell me if you ever make it to ny--i have good karma with my blog friends here.
p.s. i have never swallowed a white russian again. i want my drinks clear, and free of milk. just so we all know.
clear drinks are lovely. and i would love to have a few and a few with you...
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