Sunday, November 04, 2012

Bitchface in DC

There's this funny illustration by Kris Atomic called "Chronic bitchface."

For me it's not chronic, but when I walk the streets of DC alone, I always put my bitchface on.


{ Chronic Bitchface }

Because people here are weirdos. And if you look too friendly or smiley, they try to talk to you. Or ask you for money. Even a semi-smile is an invitation for one of those people with clipboards to approach and ask you for a donation or whatever.

Not havin' it.

Plaster on my bitchface: lips pursed, brow furrowed, sunglasses on. Act like I'm in a hurry and pretend that I have pepper spray in my purse. (I don't.)

I know, I know-- not everyone in the big city is a crazy person. But the ratio of Crazies to Normies in the big city is a heck of a lot higher than in a small town... or even compared to the Midwest. More people on the East Coast = more Crazies. Simple logic. And I don't want to be one of those ladies who was too nice and got herself into a pickle. So, bitchface 4eva.

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