"Thank you, ladies." the desk clerk said offhandedly as she stared at the computer monitor. Alec and I looked at each other, eyes widening, but remained silent.
I finally bought this perfume that I have wanted for forever. The Spanish teacher that I worked with last year always wore it, and I loved it. I am not really into perfume, but it smelled like rosemary and tea tree oil, fresh and clean, every morning.
I walked to the car, laughing my head off, after our waitress referred to us as 'ladies' as well.
"Jesus Christ, twice in one morning! What the fuck is wrong with these people!?"
"If people are going to mistake me for a WOMAN, I want to look like Sofia Vergara, not Maude." Alec responded.
When the perfume arrived, it smelled nothing like she did. I was perplexed. But I realized I had been smelling that smell in the Spanish office long after she had left. It was the stuff the custodians use to clean the floor. My one hundred dollar perfume.
The fourth grader looked at me with piercing eyes.
"The Rebellion in Baltimore" he stated.
"Rebels".
"I can't stop watching it" the little girl next to him stated, staring at me with burning eyes.
"I can't either stop either. It is a rebellion".
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