2000-02-10 16:38:23 I actually had to brush my teeth after reading Mary Chen's diary about the Necco company today. Not to totally bite off her for the second day in a row or anything, but she reminded me of an interesting anecdote regarding the Necco factory that I thought I'd relate. Well, maybe not an interesting anecdote, but a fine jumping-off place. One of my friends from high school goes to MIT, and lives in an apartment right near the NECCO factory. Like right near the main one, but also right next door to a satellite one. I'm not exactly sure what candy they make in it exactly, but it always always smells like Junior Mints, if that gives you any indication. And his apartment is totally crappy but he loves it for some reason. First of all he has the smallest stove I've ever seen. It's actually physically one quarter the size of a normal stove. It's like a limited edition super easy bake oven. That kinda size. But also what I think is most neat/most annoying thing about his apartment is that the kitchen floor is waaaay slanted. like an actual 20 degree angle, at least. You can't drop anything on the floor, and you can't lean back in your chair. You could actually fall out the window, during the summer, if it's open. It's really funny the first time you're there, but after like 10 minutes, you get really dizzy. Well, you meaning I. It's really disconcerting, and it hurts to even think about now. Also, and I'm getting farther from my point, but here's anothe interesting story about his apartment. You know those really ugly photo mosiacs? Like the one that was the ad campaign for the Truman Show. A big picture made up of little pictures, likesay. Anyways, he had one of those hanging up in his kitchen. It was a picture of Bill Clinton, I think, made up of little tiny pictures of Penthouse Pets. Pretty disgusting stuff. I begged him to take it down. It's so so disgusting and offensive, I explained. He didn't really understand, but I assured him that if he ever had a girl over, her seeing the poster would put the whole kaybosh on the evening. Unless of course she happened to be one of the girls *in* the montage, but, as I didn't need to explain to him, everyone knows that wanna-be porn stars do NOT date MIT students. They are just not on the same social ladders. So anyways, he took it down. He started dating this one girl pretty seriously. She'd be over all the time, spend the night, whatev. This one time, she's in his bed, he's in the shower or something, and she decides she wants to watch his t.v. So she turns it on, and is fumbling with the remote control. Oh, which reminds me of another things. I think understanding your partner's remote controls is a really important milestone in dating. That's all. Anyways, she had the wrong control and accidently in the process turned on the vcr, which, she soon found out, her boyfriend had left a porno tape in. So she freaks out, he's embarassed, she's disapointed that he's a typical guy, and then he relates to her the story of me convincing him to take the penthouse poster down, because by then it doesn't seem like such a big deal. I had meant to tell you a story involving the Necco Factory and Ricky Martin, but this is long enough, so it'll keep. peace k thank you very much & credits music: |
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