Thursday, September 13, 2007

I was deleted some posts today and came across one that made me laugh so I'm posting it again.

I have discussed those little moments of serendipity that are gifts. There are also moments that ask you do some serious self-appraisal.

I ran into a woman I met in that secret club I talk about from time to time. She's a crackwhore. I don't mean that in a glib way, I just mean she trades sex for crack. (I'm assuming she no longer does this)

The exchange went like this.

Misplaced: "Hey Crackwhore* how have you been?"
Crackwhore: "Misplaced! What's shakin'? Man it's been a long time- you got your haircut I hardly recognized you."
Misplaced: "Yea it has been awhile, good to see you."
Crackwhore: "...and you gained a lot of weight"
Misplaced: "huh?"
Crackwhore: "Weight... you gained a lot of weight"

I think its safe to say that when a crackwhore suggests that you've let yourself go, you've probably let yourself go.

*This is, in fact, her real name.

1 comment:

Karyn said...

When I stop laughing and after I wipe up the soup I spilled (you know, from the laughing), I will totally read this again and laugh some more.