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( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
Each week we ask a question. The idea is to generate material that's:
* interesting to read, i.e. we won't get bored of reading the answers after about 10 of them
* not been asked on this site before
* fun to answer
What would you like to ask? (We've left this question open - so feel free to drop in ideas anytime.)
( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
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unwanted attention
there is a banging noise on window and a wolf whistle. i turn around at my desk to see the accommodation window cleaner.
i can't even be flattered. he can't see me properly. If he could, there would be no wolf whistling. i am disheveled. my make up is smeared. i am wearing comfortable trousers of the baggy, stripy variety. my hair is at right angles.
i look around and scowl. it is my best scowl. this does not perturb him.
i go wandering out of my room. oh dear, they are at every window on my side of the building. i see them. i bang on flat mate's door. as it so happens, flat mate has left without my knowing it. it is blatant to the men at every window that i am trying to escape them.
i have nowhere to go. leaving the building means going right past them.
i go back to my desk with their laughter ringing in my ears and sulk.
there havent been enough stories of humiliation of late. bring 'em back!
( , Mon 19 May 2008, 15:45, Reply)
there is a banging noise on window and a wolf whistle. i turn around at my desk to see the accommodation window cleaner.
i can't even be flattered. he can't see me properly. If he could, there would be no wolf whistling. i am disheveled. my make up is smeared. i am wearing comfortable trousers of the baggy, stripy variety. my hair is at right angles.
i look around and scowl. it is my best scowl. this does not perturb him.
i go wandering out of my room. oh dear, they are at every window on my side of the building. i see them. i bang on flat mate's door. as it so happens, flat mate has left without my knowing it. it is blatant to the men at every window that i am trying to escape them.
i have nowhere to go. leaving the building means going right past them.
i go back to my desk with their laughter ringing in my ears and sulk.
there havent been enough stories of humiliation of late. bring 'em back!
( , Mon 19 May 2008, 15:45, Reply)
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