If it weren't for bad luck...
To the men of New York City:
Contrary to apparent popular belief, my name is not "Hey Baby".
That okay with you?
Ladies:
Nor am I a commodity to be traded to your single male friends. No, I don't "just gotta" have dinner with your friend Jeff, or Diego, or Clayton.
I know you mean well, but putting me in the storefront window at Barney's would be more subtle.
Thank you.
Note to self: Maybe getting out of here for a little while isn't such a bad idea.
Posted by Amanda at December 18, 2002 11:07 AM
