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As a special treat for everyone who is stuck at work this week, here is one the best pieces from the book, "Look At My Striped Shirt!" In addition to this classic piece from The Phat Phree, there are more than 50 never-before-published essays from some of the funniest writers on the site.
Oh hi, how's it going? It's me! Every girl ever. I'm really looking forward to this date. I'm not nearly as attractive as you remember me being because when we met the bar was dark and you were drunk. Come on in.
Let's start off with the unavoidable tour of my incredibly typical post-college-girl apartment.
You'll notice that I went ahead and purchased everything that Ikea and Pier 1 have ever produced. There's my decorative birdcage over there even though I don't have a bird, and there's my gay wicker basket with bamboo poles in it. I don't know what the hell that's thing's all about, but I bought it.
Hey check it out, I have more candles in here than a Roman Catholic Church. Doesn't it smell like Hazelnut!? If I were to light all of my candles at once you could see my apartment from space! I fucking love candles!
Come on into the living room.
Oh, I see you met my cat there. That's "Freddy Paws Jr." Why don't you pet him and act like you like cats even though you hate cats? There you go. Oh, he took a little swing at your eye there huh? Yeah, he'll do that. Hey, let's check out the kitchen.
Hey look at my refrigerator. There are pictures all over it! Look at all these pictures of me and my equally vacuous friends from college! We were so crazy! You can tell we're really good friends because our faces are all pressed up against each other like that.
And check it out, we're holding up alcoholic beverages to the camera in every single picture. That's to prove that we were partying. College was so fun! But of course I don't talk to any of these girls anymore because now they're all bitches.
Let's go back into the hallway!
Hey, before we leave I'm going to go in the bathroom for ten minutes for some mysterious reason. Why don't you sit awkwardly in my big, stupid, round papizan chair over there while you wait for me. It's like you're sitting in a hug! Be right back...
Sorry that took a half an hour, I don't know what the hell I was doing in there. Let's go!
Wow! Thanks for opening my car door for me! I'm totally going to blow that meaningless gesture out of proportion and delude myself into thinking that you're a really good guy because that's what I want to believe.
Well, here we are at the restaurant. No thanks waiter, I don't need to see a menu, just bring me some expensive things. Hey I know, while we wait, I'll tell you all about my unspeakably boring job. I hate my boss. He's a jerk! I might get another job. Maybe something in pharmaceutical sales.
Now let's talk about my family. I love my family. I want you to love my family. I want my family to love you. I want you to make love to my family! I want you to go golfing with my semi-retarded brother Travis. That would be so God damned cute!
Wow! I can't believe I ordered all this food! I have no intention of eating any of it. No thanks waiter, we don't need a box. Just throw it out.
Hey, I've got an idea, let's go to a bar and have an after dinner drink! It'll be great, it will be just like how we're drinking here, only it will be louder and we'll have to stand up. Come on!
See, isn't this better? Oh hey, what a coincidence. Look over there! It's a group of my friends that I knew was going to be here. Let's go over there so that they can judge you!
Hey, I have to go to the bathroom for a half an hour again for some reason. You can stay here and talk to my unbelievably hideous friend Christine! Christine's so ugly she scares kids! Talk to her! She has a job and a family that she wants to talk to you about too. Be right back.
I'm back! Sorry I was gone for three hours, there was a line. I want to go home now.
Well here we are at my door again. This was really fun for me and not you. You should pretend like we're going to do it again sometime! Maybe I'll see you at Target a few months from now and we can avoid eye contact because you never called me. Here, have this awkward goodnight kiss that's as empty as my soul. Good night!
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12/7/2006
Location:
New York, NY
Posted: 12/20/2006 7:23:44 AM
Just two MFD for me. I know just about very girl seems to be the same. But, I don't find that funny. It just depresses the hell out of me. Why didn't you say "I think I'm falling in love with you," at the door and then she totally would slept with you. If you hate her anyway what's the difference.
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12/7/2006
Location:
Chicago, IL
Posted: 12/20/2006 10:23:38 AM
The refreshing smell of truth. It is amazing how easliy the average post college girl falls into these categories. You can find them all drinking the cool drink of the month at the coolest spot that month complaining about their co-workers.
Also why is this always the case, "But of course I don't talk to any of these girls anymore because now they're all bitches." Girls hate each other so much, anyone else find this amusing?
Posts: 1476 Rank: 17 Joined:
12/7/2006
Location:
savannah, GA
Posted: 12/20/2006 10:39:27 AM
i actually orgasmed in my desk chair when i read that "meet my friends" scene... damn she is gonna take that one on the chin...won't be the first time, i'm sure. but for real, great write polk.
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12/20/2006
Location:
Denver, CO
Posted: 12/20/2006 10:59:58 AM
"And check it out, we're holding up alcoholic beverages to the camera in every single picture. That's to prove that we were partying. College was so fun!" This was by far the best line in this article. That is nearly every girl I know. Good job Mike, not your best but still damn good.
Christine - you're totally famous, and in published book...
HA - Great work Polk....not that I ever thought it would be anything less....hit it right on.
So many instances of feeling, "Hell, was he there?!?!" while reading...the cliche is so PERFECT. TOO perfect. I couldnt email this to any of my lady friends for fear that they would interpret it as a 'statement' of sorts....