Take two people: me, and a female co-worker.
Both of us hold the same position and title. Both of us make the same salary.
I am financially independent. She is from New Jersey and argues loudly on the phone at work with her parents about sending her money.
I live in a 3-bedroom shoebox in the East Village. She lives in a huge studio in the West Village.
I’m going out with friends after work for drinks. Here are some of the places I’m considering:
She’s going out with friends after work for drinks. Here are some of the places she’s considering:
You know what? After looking at that list, I’m fucking glad I don’t have mommy and daddy to support me.


3 Comments
Friday, January 19, 2007 at 4:33 pm
Just think: If she whored herself out a little, she wouldn’t have to pay for the drinks…
(Kidding, obvs.)
Friday, January 19, 2007 at 8:48 pm
Why kid? You’re totally right!
Sunday, January 21, 2007 at 6:02 am
I’m in Boss Tweed’s quite a bit myself. My problem with it is that it seems too much like the bars I used to hang out at when I lived in a decayin city in the Midwest. But on the whole I agree, you hang out at better places than your coworker hangs out at.
Also, stay out of the West Village.