so last night, i'm at a bar with julian, getting ready to go see siouxsie play at the showbox. so naturally i'm all gothed out, which for me means all black, knee-high vinyl boots, and a little more eye make up than normal.
so i get up to use the restroom, and there is a guy standing by the men's room, looking around, confused. then he looks at me, and does a sort of double take, and kind of half-whispers, "holy jesus." i kind of smile at him, figuring the combination of the boots and my height has frightened him. then he half-whispers, "you're gorgeous." he was so quiet that it took a moment for it to register, and in that time, i say, "i'm sorry?", and then realize what he's said. he smiles and looks even more confused, and embarassed, and says, "ohh, nothing."
sometimes being abnormally tall really IS good for a laugh.
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