If he stands facing the other way, naturally it's on his left.
I just finished F. Scott Fitzgerald's short stories, and now I'm starting Fierce Pajamas, an anthology of humor writing from The New Yorker. I'm really in the mood for 1920s fiction, which is odd since I hated Fitzgerald in high school, and hated everything I read in my Sophisticated Ladies class. We studied nothing but 1920s/30s fiction and poetry written by women like Dorothy Parker. It made me realize that I'm absolutely NOT a feminist. I mean, I appreciate the women's lib movement and the changes it brought around, but I would much rather stay home and look after my nonexistent kids, or at least work part time in some silly office job. I don't want a career. It always annoys me when people find out that I graduated from college last May and immediately demand when I'm going to grad school, and then I have to explain to them that no, I hated college and was glad to leave it and I have no intentions of going back, and no, I don't want to "move up" in my current job. I guess that's the flip side of women's lib though.
I'm just looking forward to May. Everything should improve drastically by then.