when worlds collide

I rode the elevator the other morning with a hooker and then I wrote about it on Facebook.

I was wearing my slippers, the tshirt I had slept in and a pair of sweatpants with my hair in a ratty ponytail, sleep still in my eyes, but lucid enough to remember to bring down my coffee mug with me.

She was in a leopard print mini dress, strappy gold high heeled sandals with blonde hair still mussed up in the back, retouched makeup and enough perfume to set off a smoke alarm, but she was lucid enough to steal the guy’s free newspaper and smart enough to take the back door leaving the hotel.

I bet she wrote about me on Facebook too:

I rode the elevator the other morning with a real slob.

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About Madeline Scribes

A writer with a sense of humor. If anyone can laugh at life, it's me.
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2 Responses to when worlds collide

  1. Love the way that you look at the world!

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