Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Chapter 21: Male Gold Diggers Do Exist

Susan Ellen showed me a picture of her husband.

Oh dear God.

It was a male gold digger. I thought it was only an urban myth, but, no, male gold diggers exist.

She told me he was unemployed because of the writer's strike (such a wonderful excuse for being lazy at the time!) and I didn't realize until a few weeks in that he spends all of his time in the basement and never leaves. He never even answers the door or the phone. I don't think he knows how to.

"Isn't he cute?" she asked.

His front tooth was missing and he had a mullet. His hair was pulled into a ponytail. Had the picture not been in a heart-shaped frame, I would’ve thought it was mug shot of an animal rapist.

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