When I met Aunt Flow 20 years ago, she showed up unannounced, unexpected and unwelcome on Christmas Eve. Mom, in her infinite wisdom, had bought a box of Kotex a year before in anticipation of her daughters becoming women. But … read more “Kiss My Ass, Mother Nature”
This happened many years ago when I was a younger man. I worked as a telemarketer for a well-respected company in North Dallas. Some of our clients were major employers from around the world.
One day, the company hired a … read more “Under The Stairs”