i wake up this morning and find that my craigslist posting for 'guys who don't think i'm a lesbian upon first impression' has been flagged and removed for inappropriate content. the people on the ithaca cl have no sense of humor. they flagged the time i posted an
asofterworld comic in the casual encounters too. i received emails outraged by its impropriety, an apparent vulgarity too much for the 'seeking trannies for a blowjob in the back of a minivan' contingent. but bygones. fast forward to this afternoon. i am lounging in the lobby of the all-girl's detention facility in which i volunteer, hands in the pocket of my crushed velvet blazer, legs tucked into skinny jeans and converses (we will have conversations about my unfortunate hipsterdom later) when the hand of a security guard taps me from behind and addresses me as 'sir'. i turn around, you're welcome? mommy wow, i've successfully passed for a cute indie boy now. i'll take this as a compliment that i fall within boy-appropriate height range.
edit: 8:30 pm: the waitress at the chinese buffet hands us our fortune cookies. i crack mine open to have it inform me, 'you are a happy man'.