Thursday night is late night
That's the second time some suit has commented on how I walk faster than him. More: that he can't understand why or how I walk so much faster than him.
Relatedly: you cannot not give our your number in NY. That is, if you are not in a decisive "Fuck you" mood. Because just as how anywhere, the phone number game is to pretend that the acquisition is innocent (viz., for a later platonic meet-up), here - as I suppose anywhere - the magic of cell phones allows that person to immediately text/phone you their own. If it doesn't ring, you are a liar.
Which means that you not only have to give your number but take theirs, and enter it into your directory, under a name, so as to know whose calls not to take.
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So in a few years rejecting the phone number pass will be the new womens' empowerment. It's like feminism can't keep up with technology.
Mom
Innocently: What's more empowering, refusing or being asked in the first place? Is it knowing that you're sought after or telling someone to go fuck themselves?
To Christian, innocently: How many times have you been asked to go fuck yourself?
p.s. Whenever someone walks past me because we're walking at the exact same pace but their legs are a foot taller than mine (especially when I'm in a rush), my eyes narrow...
Yeah, but I can walk faster than ANYONE. Faster than someone 6'3". It's a skill.
The thing about someone needing you to go fuck yourself is that you're never asked, you're told. And I've been told plenty.
Christian: If you're not asked your phone number it doesn't mean you're not empowered. It means you're ugly. Okay, that's just MEAN. I was just kidding. It means that the person talking to you doesn't find you attractive. And there must be ways to avoid giving a phone number other than what you said. But it doesn't sound like the women of New York know them yet. How's the job?
Mom
BTW Marianne, you so inherited that fast walking from me.
Mom
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