there was a weird little slice of my life where i was boymoding for school but not so much for work, but those were both in the same neighborhood, so i went to the same bagel place for lunch every day & the workers there knew me--except they didn't know i was one person. so I'd come in & they'd be like "the usual?" & if they thought i was a boy i got an egg & cheese and if they thought i was a girl it was cream cheese toasted. went back a couple years ago & they were happy to see me, but i didn't know how to tell them this meant two of their old regulars were alive & well. anyway happy teedeeohvee












