Friday, April 18, 2008

Work Game Story

Coworker story:

Well, let’s start by saying, I’m what some folks refer to as a “tomboy”. And I happen to be a tomboy who uncharacteristically loves musicals.

When I am lucky enough to score tickets to The Fabulous Fox for a Broadway tour, I find myself torn. On one hand, I get to experience a night of enjoyment at the hands of talented singers and musicians. But on the other hand.... I will, eventually, have to make that long scary walk to the bathroom.

Where at any moment I will be accosted by the quickest blue hair that can catch me before I make the horrifying mistake of stepping foot in the women’s restroom. Granted, I never wear a dress to these things.... but over the years, I’ve had to adopt this kind of girly sway specially-made for this journey, and I feel this sway should grant me a free pass.

But no. Apparently, even effeminate men can’t fool the eagle-eye ushers employed at The Fox.

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