Mistakes were made

New York City meets Munich

November 9th, 2001 · No Comments · Uncategorized

Like, wow

Riding in the shuttle van from the train station to the office, I sat in a row with a woman who was talking 3 to 5 L.P.S.

That’s “Likes per sentence”, in case you were wondering.

Like I don’t think I could like maintain a straight face if she was like talking to me, like.

It was almost as if she was doing a bad Valley Girl impersonation. The scary thing was, she wasn’t. I know I’m turning into an old fart when a verbal mannerism like this sets my teeth on edge.

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