Scene:Me asleep in bed, catching some Zs before an overnight shift. Air conditioning/ heating guy yells up the stairs that he's coming up to check the vents. Me throwing all my shit on and under the bed. He walks in the room. Looks around. " Typical girl's room" he says to me. The clothes, the shoes the beer cans the piles and piles of books the piles and piles of blankets the half full mugs of toddys the eegaws the bed covered in dvd cases and alarm clocks and a laptop. " yeah man" I say. Its almost as bad as giving an aquaintance a surprise ride in your car that is full of month old recycling and other evidence of a lifestyle that is not exactly something to be proud of.
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