Being a man for a day
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At first it seemed like an ordinary day. It was Saturday and like always I slept longer than I needed to. When I finally woke up I got myself into the bathroom. I did what I always do. At least that was how it’s supposed to be.
But you know…it’s an exception when I scream.
But I was really terrified. I know that I don’t look that handsome in the early mornings. But I wasn’t supposed to look like THAT.
I looked like a… ugh… like… a MAN!
After I got over the worst shock I tried to pull myself together. I sneaked out of the bathroom into my room. I was anxious to make no noise. I began to dig into my closet and pulled out some things that looked suitable for a…, man. I still felt uncomfortable in my new shape. I tiptoed out of the house, ran to my car and rushed away. I’ll explain my hurry later to my parents. Maybe the truth isn’t quite the best idea this time. It’s better to let people think you’re crazy, than to open your mouth and prove it.
I drove along, not really knowing where I was going to.
I parked my car nearby and walked on. I stopped in front of a window glass and took a better look at myself. And I must confess. I was pretty much pleased with my appearance. I was quite… damn, I was hot with my black hair, blue eyes and a fit body. I looked much like Steven Strait.
Okay, it’s Showtime. Let’s explore the mysterious world of men.
While I stood there and looked at the world through the eyes of the “stronger sex” I realized that it was pretty sobering. I don’t know what I was expecting, but anyway I went along as my human want reminded me that at least in one way we’re all the same. I headed for the next toilet, walked in and got the chop right away. Oops. Right, today I wasn’t allowed to go into the ladies room.
Damn it. I swallowed my panic and headed into the one for men.
It was quite…nicely said uncomfortable. You are exposed to other men there while you’re doing your business. Oh, how scared I was!
I stood there with closed eyes the whole time, wishing that this damn water-jet would finally stop.
“Nice outfit, buddy! HAHA! Where did you get this from?”
I was afraid to open my eyes. The bitchy voices faded.
As I was finished I rushed out as fast as I could, glad that it was over.
I was quite mad at myself, that I didn’t respond, but as I looked down at myself I realized that they were kind of right. What should I do now?
Exceptional circumstances require exceptional behaviour.
I headed for the next store. I wasn’t inside yet as a pretty blonde girl came determined in my direction.
She was batting her eyes and hell, I knew what that meant.
“Can I help you, Sir?”
“Hmm…I’m not sure?”
She approached and I smelled her delicious perfume. What a shame, if I had been in my normal shape I’d asked her what brand it was.
“What are you searching for? It doesn’t matter. I’m sure I could bring you anything you want!” she smiled cheekily.
Does anyone notice the ambiguity? I was shocked, sure I was impressed too. I mean it’s my first day as a man and I got hit from everywhere. I realized that already on the street. Women where turning their heads for me.
I felt so sorry for them, especially for her and what I was going to do now.
I approached her and she gasped. She looked at me full of expectation and I felt guilt inside.
“Actually, you could do me a favor…”, my voice was velvet and I was surprised how it affected her.
“Anything!”, her eyes were almost closed and it was like she fought against fainting.
I reached behind her; she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
“…would you mind to bring me my size of this one?”
She opened her eyes and looked at me in disbelief.
I waved the suit in my hand and made an innocent expression. I mean honestly, what was she expecting?
She was pretty much disappointed and seemed frustrated. I felt sorry, but excuse me I had bigger problems at the moment.
She came back and handed me the black suit.
“I’m sure it’ll look great on you. I’ll wait right here…just in case if you need some help”, she added hopefully again.
I smiled and she seemed to hyperventilate again.
“Thanks a lot. But I don’t think that will be necessary.” I tried to assure her.
“Just in case.” she gasped.
Whatever, it was fine by me.
I went into the cabin and changed myself. I looked again at myself and sighed. What a pity. I could fall in love with myself. I undressed and suddenly it was like the whole cabin was vanishing. I tried to scream but no sound came out of my mouth. But it wasn’t for long. Just a few seconds and then the world stopped turning and stood still once again. NO WAY!
Before I turned around to look into the mirror I was sure what I was going to see. I was so glad, I was normal again. But I didn’t get around being happy about my transformation. I leered at the saleswoman, who hadn’t moved an inch. That was so me. It was like I was begging bad luck to chase me.
But I didn’t believe myself I did have a blessing in disguise!
Someone yelled and in my excitement I’m not quite sure today what did actually happen, but I do remember something about a robber.
The whole store was experiencing a deuce of a row. The saleswoman left her place unwillingly and I took the chance to dress myself.
When she came back I opened the curtain without hesitation, the suit she gave me (her former crush) on my arm.
“What…” she looked at me again with those big eyes. But I noticed she was furious now, not pleased like before. I mean, excuse me who the hell she thought she was?
“Sorry?!” I asked unimpressed.
“Where’s…?” she scanned the cabin behind me and the whole store.
“Oh...haha, I think I got it. You’re searching for Jacob I guess.”
“His name is Jacob?” she got a dreamy expression at once.
I was mad at her treating me this way. Hello? We women must stick together and she was like “hell, get out of my way, where’s the guy”!
Okay, I can be pretty mean too.
“Yeah. While you were handling matters in the store I came to look for him. Ah, he told me to let you know, that this suit doesn’t fit him. You know my boyfriend can be pretty exhausting sometimes. But I love him anyway.”
“Your boyfriend?”
Damn, I could hear her heart breaking. But I mean, she’s not going to see him again anyway. He’s not real. I sighed.
“Yes. He told me on the phone how pretty and nice the saleswoman is. I had to come as fast as I can!” I said with a wink. I couldn’t leave her like that, the look on her face was too much to bear, and I had to say something nice.
She blushed. “Oh, thanks. Could you please tell him…”
“I’m really sorry. I’m in a hurry; I must catch up with him before someone else does. See you.”
She looked like I slammed a door in front of her and left her alone outside in the rain.
I sighed and went on my way home.
I didn’t know what happened today. Nothing of it seemed real. I felt like I was dreaming; I wished that I was just dreaming. That would be a better explanation than being highly
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carpediem schrieb am 2008-05-06 18:01:38:
It is a good idea to tell the men's world from the perspective of the women. However, this story does not include more information about that. It would be better, to give more details, how a woman could realize the men's world, what she could experience. But anyway it was a nice story, which has lack of information...
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