... and we were, weren't we?
Tboy's nightstand reading right now is Self-Made Man, Norah Vincent's extraordinary memoir of her year-and-a-half living and working among the hairy ones .
Disguised as one of the hairy ones.
That's her on the cover there. Yep, both pictures. She cut her hair, bulked up her shoulders, found a theater queen to teach her how to apply a convincing stubble. She passed as a man in blue-collar bowling alleys, high-powered sales offices, and skanky strip clubs. She made friends with the boys, and dated women, and betrayed both every time she sat down to scribble her notes about what she'd learned among them.
It's an astounding book, full of startling observation couched in impressively lean prose. Dr. H gave it to Tboy for Christmas, along with a copy of the original Pajama Game and a new podcast microphone, among other things. And damn if right this minute, anyway, it's not Tboy's favorite gift.