Pink Slip Party
“I’m wearing the furry pink V-neck cashmere sweater and black skirt Mom gave me last Christmas, along with the silver earrings Dad gave me the year before, in an obvious brownnosing ploy. I put on my kitten-heeled knee-high boots just because they make me feel confident and capable, two traits I’m going to need when I plead my case to the Bank of Parental Control.I almost look like one of the Employed, lacking only a brief-case and the tired look of someone who’s been sitting under fluorescent l...ights all day.My parents’ stop takes forever to reach, and I read every single advertisement in the train car ten or twelve times — including the get-out-of-debt ones in Spanish.As I step off the train at the Dempster stop, I notice everything but the adjacent bank is pitch black. Evanston, for all its fine houses, invests nothing in streetlights. It’s a good thing there aren’t too many violent crimes on the North Shore, or the city might be liable. I nearly trip over a large, gaping crack in the sidewalk which would have been illuminated had the streetlight above me been working.MoreLess
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