Equality For All
Disclaimer: This didn’t happen in the Arts District,
but it could have.
An admittedly hunky handyman tells this story:
While working for a client in an upscale condo community,
her ninety-year-old neighbor popped in.
(And yes, this is germane. Local warehouses were
colonized by artists in the seventies, so there are
old folk in the Arts District. Look around. They
are completely visible. Although not likely wearing
open-toed platform sandals — men or women.)
The client’s visitor not so subtly made flattering
comments about his personal self to the client.
When the client left the kitchen for a moment, the
nonagenarian quickly grabbed his bicep, squeezed it
several times and pronounced: That’s what we
need more of around here.
The handyman’s girlfriend has been paranoid from the
beginning that her dark prince was constantly being
propositioned on the job.
She felt vindicated when he confessed to the above.
He failed to mention the age of his harasser.
Tags: Equal rights too often means we get to be
equally starstruck/inappropriate/insensitive. At any age.
Sounds like an episode of Golden Girls…