Hurt My Pride and my Butt
“Hey Nice Ass!”
“Hey Baby!”
“I Love You!”
“Nice Hair!”
All of these things have been shouted to me as I walk down around in Boston. I usually ignore all comments yelled to me by guys on the street. Usually it’s not even worth me to acknowledge them. I thought this was the case Friday night.
I was walking back towards Fanual Hall after getting my bag out of Whitney’s car. It was raining steadily and I was fighting my way through the drunks of Boston. I could hear a group of young men yelling at me but I figured they were just being obnoxious. That was when I fell. Turns out they were yelling “Watch out it’s really slippery there!”
“Hey Baby!”
“I Love You!”
“Nice Hair!”
All of these things have been shouted to me as I walk down around in Boston. I usually ignore all comments yelled to me by guys on the street. Usually it’s not even worth me to acknowledge them. I thought this was the case Friday night.
I was walking back towards Fanual Hall after getting my bag out of Whitney’s car. It was raining steadily and I was fighting my way through the drunks of Boston. I could hear a group of young men yelling at me but I figured they were just being obnoxious. That was when I fell. Turns out they were yelling “Watch out it’s really slippery there!”
2 Comments:
At 8:26 AM , matt said...
im glad you are livin it up in bean town....hope to see you soon
At 2:25 PM , Anonymous said...
Hey Matt, good to hear from you!
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