Boomtown Boudoir

If I Knew, I Would Certainly Tell You
January 17, 2008, 12:09 am
Filed under: Hyperbole | Tags: ,

Two of my friends, Heather and Crazy Ange, were talking on the phone one day. This was maybe two years ago. “What did you do all day, Crazy Ange?” asked Heather.

“Well,” she said, “I dyed my hair and shaved my legs and plucked my eyebrows and painted my toenails and whitened my teeth and then I waited for the man to come and kill me.”

It struck me, both at the time I heard this story and also last night as I was applying special tea tree cream to my feet before putting them into fuzzy socks which I had heated on the radiator, that I am not unfamiliar with this exact feeling.


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And then you have to deal with the depression and rejection of knowing that man will never come.

Comment by Heather

Heather, I knew you’d get it.

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