I figured being a bed salesman was a job of biblically bad paradox. I mean, here he was, forced to stand for eight or nine hours a day, and the whole time heโs surrounded by beds. And not only that, heโs surrounded by shoppers who see the beds and canโt help but think, Man, Iโd love to lie down on that bed for a second. So not only does he have to stop himself from lying down, but he has to stop everyone else from doing it, too. I knew if I were him, I would be desperate for human company.
Rachel CohnI donโt know what boldness came over me, but the resolute heaviness of Dashโs demeanor threatened to crush my soul. My pinky finger crept over and nestled against his, for comfort. Like a magnet, his pinky finger latched onto and intertwined with mine. I like magnets a whole lot.
Rachel CohnBut, you see, that's the luxury of being a lout - you get to be selective about when you care and when you don't. The rest of us get stuck when your care goes shallow.
Rachel CohnDumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.
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