Draggingtree Posted September 14, 2015 Share Posted September 14, 2015 Don’t Love Me Because I’m BeautifulAll hail America’s newest victim class: the pretty girl. By Heather Wilhelm SEPTEMBER 14, 2015 Many moons ago, while having a drink at the Oak Bar in New York’s Plaza Hotel, I ran across an old college acquaintance with the tremendous nickname of “Mr. Chuckles.” I was about 22 at the time, and lived in a decrepit Manhattan “apartment,” which was actually a tiny, halfhearted pile of bricks, futon covers, and hollow cardboard-weight doors slowly miming a poor, sad imitation of a real, non-joke apartment. If memory serves, the approximate square footage hovered around my all-time low bowling score, and I had also recently had a giant cockroach fly out of a sweater as I was putting it on in my gnome-sized closet, so I have no idea why I was wasting money at the Oak Bar in New York’s Plaza Hotel. Now that I think about it, maybe I was scared to go back home. The cockroach, after all, was still there. http://thefederalist.com/2015/09/14/dont-love-me-because-im-beautiful/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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