this morning, i was talking to a co-worker who was relaying a conversation she was having with a contractor. she knows him well. i don't. they were talking about a project he and i will soon be working on together.
she says, "yada yada... aubry... yada yada..."
he says, "who?"
"aubry. she's been to a few of our meetings before..."
to which he replies, "is that the dark skinned girl?"
she says, "yada yada... aubry... yada yada..."
he says, "who?"
"aubry. she's been to a few of our meetings before..."
to which he replies, "is that the dark skinned girl?"
ha! right?!
hahahahahahahahah.
{or as the mexicans say it - jajajajajajaja}
see, i AM a mexican.
{while relaying this story to my mom, she was still in denial}
i'm not the dark haired girl
or the girl who's clothes don't match
the loud one
or even the pretty one...
i'm the dark skinned girl.
i'm the dark skinned girl.
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