Dana’s taken on a part-time consulting gig at her old company. What’s nice is that it’s only a few blocks away, and she only has to go once a week. What’s not so nice is the regular catcalls she receives when she walks there alone.
Having grown in the burbs, Dana was at first quite nervous and scared running through this gauntlet. It still puts on her edge, but she eventually got used to it. Still, on occasion, a comment will throw her for a loop. Here’s what she thought she overheard the other day:
“Built like a potato, but, boy, she’s so hot.”
Disclaimer: I laughed, but only because I do not think, in any sense, does Dana look like a potato. I do think she’s hot, though.