my friend sommer married my friend bill, and then she changed her last name to match bill's last name. i was surprised by this, considering her feminist wiles, and so i asked what motivated the change. she said this: "paperwork." the way she explained it, changing her name eliminated a lot of headaches because she was filling out applications for financial aid at UNLV, and the financial aid people kept saying, "You checked that you're married but you also indicated that your parents' last name is the same as yours--what's up with that? You didn't marry your brother, did you?" then she would have to explain that she didnt want to change her name, and just when she convinced those people that she really was married, someone else would ask her, and it would all start again. finally she threw up her arms in disgust and changed the damned name. she said she doesnt regret it.
me? im at copyworks right now. i have cleaned the store and finished all the jobs and helped all the customers, so i am getting paid to make sure the store doesnt burn down and for typing these words to you. im also half asleep and counting the hours until my week of overnight working is done. those of you who have worked a graveyard shift will understand what's going on in my mind. those of you who havent are lousy spoiled wretches.
when i pee, i hold my thingy with one hand and my nose with the other. i caught one whiff of that stuff and i was instantly repeled. surely there's something marketable here. an insecticide? stink bombs for frustrated high school kiddies? paint thinner?
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