Last night on the elevator, I was standing next to a man. Looks, age and weight class unimportant. We were ignoring each other as people are supposed to do on elevators, so you can imagine my (un)surprise when, as the elevator stopped at floor eleven, he turned to me as said:
I need a bigger boat.
And then he walked off the elevator as if that was the same thing as saying have a nice evening and I will doubtless never see him again so ask what he meant when he told me about his boat problem. Perhaps it was just a metaphor?
This morning on my way to the 7 train, a woman in a long blue dress and a veil stopped me and said:
Thank you for sweatin' it with my workin' spirit.
And finally this afternoon, I was talking with a student. I was trying to explain to him that in place of the word "female" it would be best to use the word "woman" - especially when referring to adult humans of the XX chromosomal arrangement. Below, our conversation.
Because the word woman includes both the notion that female creatures of our species are, in fact, one of us. Human.
I don't get it.
When you say "female" instead of "woman" you might be referring to any number of breeding zoo animals. Women are people.
Miss, have you seen some of the bitches on MTV?
I am Nina's complete lack of surprise.
See you tomorrow.