Blinded by the light
So I'm at a stop light and I pull up to this nice car with a nice looking guy in it. In my mind I am making up this elaborate story about his life based on my perceptions of his material identity.
Jetta=nice but not flashy
apple computer window sticker= creative or creative poser
black rim glasses= creative or takes himself too seriously
hunter green barn jacket= his mother obviously bought it for him.
and the list could go on.
Just before the light turned green I looked over at the nice looking young man, he is talking on the phone with his left hand by this time and I am about to flash one of my signature smiles his way, when all of the sudden he takes the wheel with his right hand and i am blind. I am blinded by the light of a red ruby set in yellow gold. It's his class ring and I think to myself...
wearing your class ring at age 28=looser.
Jetta=nice but not flashy
apple computer window sticker= creative or creative poser
black rim glasses= creative or takes himself too seriously
hunter green barn jacket= his mother obviously bought it for him.
and the list could go on.
Just before the light turned green I looked over at the nice looking young man, he is talking on the phone with his left hand by this time and I am about to flash one of my signature smiles his way, when all of the sudden he takes the wheel with his right hand and i am blind. I am blinded by the light of a red ruby set in yellow gold. It's his class ring and I think to myself...
wearing your class ring at age 28=looser.
posted by elly green at 4:11 PM
3 Comments:
maybe it was his grandfather's heirloom. . .
maybe not. :)
Yeah, that's just wrong. I mean I guess it could be his college ring, but really, who buys those?
ew. man jewelry.
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