Thursday, April 27, 2017

Not Their Type

"So they won't let you bring your bike up in the freight elevator before 9:30 AM," my boss tells me apologetically. "Maybe if you ask one of the men at the security desk they might be able to bend the rules a little...?"

"Well," I say ruefully, recalling standing at the front desk being ignored many times while the security guards at my building flirted, "I might have better luck if I was young, attractive black woman."

"I mean, they do have a type," my boss acknowledges.
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One year ago: "Creative"
Two years ago: All In My Head
Three years ago: And Done a Better Job, Too

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