R.I.P. Cardboard Box Boy
Kim is having her annual holiday party tonight, complete with powdered sugar donut Christmas tree and hot crab dip. It’s going to be great to see all my old co-workers from PeoplePC, and it’s going to be great not going home with Cardboard Box Boy (a.k.a. my official single girl low).
CBB was a combination of several bad decisions I made at last year’s party, inlcuding, but not limited to, combining Jaeger shots with champagne, going to Delirium for a drink with some guys I “met” on my way to get into a cab and go home, who were smoking pot on Albion St.,and going home with someone my age who I met at Delirium. At the time I thought he was cute, and let’s just say I am really glad I never saw him again. We got to his house and he served me Budweiser in a can (not a drink you serve to the ladies when you are trying to get somewhere, even if it is hipster-ironic), then we went to his room and I found out that at 33 this man did not have it together enough to own one stick of furniture. All his stuff was perched somewhat precariously on cardboard boxes, including his computer, which was about 20 years old and still running on DOS. He had a dirty mattress on the floor, a mountain of nasty laundry with a pair of crutches inexplicably balanced on top, and a bunch of cardboard boxes. Needless to say, I didn’t stay long. I mean yeah, it could have been worse. He could have been, say, living in a cardboard box. I could have stayed longer (shudder). But even as it was, it was bad.
Last year at this time I was kind of a hot mess, at the tail end of a long break-up and going home for the holidays for the first time since an epic, Myth of Fingerprints style dysfunctional family Thanksgiving two years before. (If you haven’t seen Myth of Fingerprints, it is the best dysfunctional, home for the holidays movie ever made, IMHO.) Things are much better now, thank goodness.
This year I am bringing the following things to Kim’s party: a bottle of good zin, some brie from Whole Foods and my better judgement. I think it’s going to work out well for everyone.
