A Doobie Party
I have a dear friend who
moved to Nashville from Utah. She comes from a very white bred family of 14
children—Mormon. As she moved here for the music business, she realized that
life would be very different. She first got a job with an insurance agency. Her
work partner was a tall, buff Asian man who had a haircut that made him look
like a little boy. As she tells the story, "All the older women at work were after him and he needed
some advice before he was eaten by a cougar."
After
my friend gave him advice, suggesting her sister, the stylist, for a haircut
and spending some time getting to know him, she fell in love and got engaged.
She and her sister moved her together and live in condos next to each other and
do everything together, including church, which is where I met them at the
Center of Spiritual Living, far from the path of Mormonism.
They
didn't realize that everyone in the neighborhood (the cool neighborhood--East
Nashville) that they were a bit odd. One day they needed something fixed and
invited a neighbor to help them. He said, "I've been looking forward to
helping the 'hot lesbians."
They
looked at him with a smile and said, "Where?" We'd like to meet them.
One
neighbor couple just didn't like them at all until the fianceé moved in. After
which, the couple invited the lovely young blonde and her Asian fianceé to a
Doobie party. To which my friend replied, "Oh, thank you, that would be
great," in her Utah accent.
When
she announced to her fianceé that they were to go to this party, he asked what
kind of party it was. She told him it was a "theme" party. He said,
"What kind of theme?"
She
said, "A doobie theme. I guess like the brothers, the dog, the 80's... Not
really sure. But isn't cool that they invited us?"
Her
boyfriend just laughed and shook his head. "Honey... a doobie is a kind of
a party that is against the law. You know? Pot?"
Of
course, she had no idea and she felt like a Doobie!
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