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A New York Escorts Confessions
Something Wacked This Way Comes
Boy I hate traveling the day before Thanksgiving. All the traffic and confusion and crowding. All the anxiety and delays and personalities.
But as bad as traveling can get, nothing beats getting to the other side. When I walked out of the terminal at Dulles there she was, Mom, waving to me and blowing kisses from the passenger seat of a Suburu Outback. I had this weird nostalgic pang seeing her like that. I was sure when she pulled up Dad would be behind the wheel. Which is strange because I hadn’t even seen them in the same room together since high school. Then it struck me: this would be the first Thanksgiving with Dad gone, really gone.
Mom came out and gave me a big hug. God she looked amazing. She had her hair cut and styled and was wearing new clothes that actually showed off her figure. She was radiant.
The person driving the car turned out to be Neal, who looked like an accountant. It turns out he was an accountant. He had a medium build, a slight paunch, a receding hairline and neat wire rimmed glasses. Mom gushed as he spoke. I was confused. Hadn’t she said “Cynthia and Neal”?
“How was the flight?” Mom asked when I got in the car.
“Good good. So where’s Cynthia?”
“Oh that’s nice of you to ask. Cooking away. We’re having twenty for the holiday,” Neal said.
“Are you sure this isn’t too much for her Neal?”
“She wants to do it. Cynthia’s husband passed three months ago.”
“Oh my God—goodness.”
“Brain cancer. Horrible disease.”
“Neal’s moved in to help Cynthia with the boys.”
“Well. That’s what big brothers are for.”
So he lives with his sister. Huh. That was both nice. And weird.
I’ll give Neal this. He was really trying. He opened doors for us, and wouldn’t let me handle my bag, even though it looked like it was going to knock him over if he wasn’t careful.
When we got to the house Mom wasted no time. “Pete, Jennifer and the kids should be here any minute so—I’ll just go freshen up. You two talk.”
And she left me there with him. Neal. Who she was dating. The accountant.
All I could think of was that song from the show “Chicago”:
Cellophane
Mister Cellophane
Shoulda been my name
Mister Cellophane
‘Cause you can look right through me.
Walk right by me
And never know I’m there…
“So, Mom tells me you’re in fashion.”
‘Mom’? ‘Mom’ tells you?! “Yeah. I’m a junior editor.”
“…at a magazine.”
“That’s right.”
“What’s it called?”
“It’s to the trade. Trust me. You’ve never heard of it.”
He nodded thoughtfully. And endlessly. Nod nod nod nod nod. “I used to live in New York you know.”
“Oh. Wow. Where?”
“The Upper East Side. 3rd and 77th.”
Of course. The most vanilla part of the city.
“It wasn’t for me though.”
“It’s not for everyone.”
“I found it hard to sleep there. All the noise.”
“Yeah.” I was going to fall asleep during this conversation.
“The garbage trucks would always come at 3:00 AM. I kept calling and complaining. And you know what happened? They just plum stopped picking it up. For two weeks. It stank to high heaven.”
“Oh.”
They really jew you out that way.”
“Yeah—wha—what?”
“Hello everyone!”
And in burst Jennifer with Tyler and Emma in tow. Suddenly the room was a flash of color and energy and motion. I tried to think. Had I just heard him right?
“Jennifer—”
“Hey Lex. Nice belt.”
“I—”
“Oh you must be Neal! She gave him a big hug which he returned. “We are so very happy to meet you!”
I grabbed her hand. “Can you come outside with me?”
“We just came in.”
“Hi Aunt Alexa. I’m wearing the bug shirt.”
“She loves the bug shirt. Tyler stop running. Say hello to your aunt.”
“Hi.”
“And Grammy Bonnie’s friend Neal. Pete this is Neal.”
“Hey how you doin’?” Pete reached out and gave him a firm handshake. Neal slapped him on the back appreciatively.
“Pete I have GOT to talk to you. Now.”
“I know.” He pulled me aside and whispered. “Sorry I didn’t tell you. Jen wanted to wait until we were here.”
“What?”
“Grammy Bonnie. Grammy Bonnie. I’m going to have sister!”
“Emma! What did we say in the car!”
“Oh! Jennifer! Pete! That’s so wonderful. I’m so happy for you!”
“A grandma again. How nice.” And Neal kissed her on the lips.
Oh my God. My mother is dating A RACIST.
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I thought I saw you on my flight from Newark to National, but obviously it was someone else. Flew back after seeing U2.
I hate Dulles - it takes so long for everything. National was a breeze.
Posted by Nick on Nov 24 02:26PMHe said WHAT?!!! OMG, you are gonna have to take this guy DOWN!! I don't know how you are going to pull this off without looking like a spoiled rotten brat, but somehow, someway, it MUST be accomplished!
Posted by Debby on Nov 24 09:37PMWhy is it any of your business who your mother wants to date? Do you welcome her advice to you on who you should date, what you should do - how you should live your life?
I'm not condoning his remarks, or course, and the guy may be a complete snake. But it's your mother's choice to make about what she does with her life. Eh?
Posted by poet on Nov 25 12:25AMOf course, he might not even be racist in the slightest. Granted, saying "jew you out" certainly isn't politically correct in any way, shape, or form; however, it is still an expression, and I'm sure hundreds of people say it every day without meaning to come off as racist. Still though, I'd watch out for these church friends.
I've learned that when someone meets new "church friends," nothing good ever comes of it.
Posted by JLo on Nov 25 05:30AMNot close, JLo. Using the word "jew" as a verb is in no way an acceptable expression. A chruch-going Christian using "jew" as a verb is no different than a white person calling someone "ni**er rich" or an mafioso calling someone "half a fag". It's disgusting and has no place in any circle, politically correct or not. That expression carries with it centuries of negative connotations about Jews used by a group who has routinely oppressed them and no one who interacts with Jews on a regular basis (as I suspect Alexa does) would feel comfortable using it as such.
I'll write off your ignorance to the fact that you are young and go to a christian college in the South and therefore probably don't know many Jews.
The question is not whether Neal is an anti-Semite, he is clearly either blythely so or overtly so. The question is how Alexa should deal with Neal and her mother having a relationship.
Personally, I think Alexa has to tell her mom. Certainly at a time when both are calm and not part of another discussion. Maybe bring it up in a question, like "Mom, have you ever used "jew" as a verb?" "What about Neal, does he say that alot, because we had a strange conversation." I'd avoid loaded language like "racist" or "anti-semitic" Either way, sounds like you have to get this out of your system and soon, from the nightmare thread above.
Posted by Cozmo on Nov 29 11:51AMPuh-lease! I grew up with a gaggle of Jewish kids. We all hung out together. No big deal. My Jewish friends growing up, however, were the ones from whom I first heard the term "jew" used as a verb. They used it frequently to make fun of each other and all of the rest of us. Some of us non-Jewish kids started using it too. No one ever thought of it as derisive or bad. It was simply a funny thing to say. No one ever got upset.
I think you all have bought way too deeply into the political correctness thing. Alexa talks about being bored to tears by her mother's horribly "vanilla" new boyfriend. Well, I'm afraid that thoughtlessly succumbing to the all-mighty lords of political correctness is about as bland as you can get. The line of reasoning that suggests all irreverance based on sex, religion, race, or sexual orientation (gasp!) is off-limits is the direct result of a mind that cannot discern shades of gray. Unless, of course, the irreverence is aimed at conservative Christians or the various others who may disagree with your closed PC world view. Cozmo, you're right, the question is not whether Neal is an anti-Semite for saying what he did, it's a question of how frightfully overreactive you are to suggest that Alexa initiate some sort of inquisition with her mother for a comment that was more than likely completely innocent. Cozmo, have you, by chance, studied the methods of Joe McCarthy? You sure seem to be a disciple, my friend. Hitler was an anti-Semite. Neal was making an off-color joke.
And, no, I'm not from the South. I'm from a major metropolitan area on the West coast. I even belong to a religion that is frequently bashed. Oh, and no, I'm also not a Republican. Sorry to disappoint all of you who think that the only folks who could possibly still think this way in today's day and age are isolated in lonely inbred enclaves in places like Alabama, Mississippi, Georgia, or, or...Utah. Gosh! That's sooo PC of you guys to think that way.
Is it just me, or did it possibly sound like he said "They really chew you out that way?" In any case you really need to have a talk before he gets to call your mom "Mom" around you.
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Eeewwwww.... Oh Gosh Alexa!! Well I hope there is enough alcohol to go around. At least that's what I always make sure of when I know the holidays are here. I don't know what I'd do if my 55 year old mother had a boyfriend. I might look at him with despise also. Im 25 and from L.I. and will be in the city next year. Well just play with your nieces and nephews, everyone will think it's cute and at least it'll keep you sane!! Have fun- Reyna
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