Between about 11:00 and 9:00 tonight I heard coworkers talking about their drunken weekend, clubbing activities, and how they dislike their roommates and their attempts to care about her habits. Then, in a trip to a local thrift store that wasn't DI, I spotted a "woman" in tights and heels and a dress that came up to "her" mid-thigh...
...and then I noticed the manly haircut, and the bald-spot on the back of "her" head, as well as the very muscular legs and the broad-ish shoulders. Was this in actuality, a man, in a woman's clothing? Or perhaps, a tragically balding woman with mannish features? I don't know, but I know that I definitely wasn't in Provo anymore...
No, no. This was Orem.
There's no place like home, there's no place like home. Good 'ole Orem.
ReplyDeleteScary, scary Orem...
ReplyDeleteI don't go there at night.