Cat Call du Jour: 168 Meserole Street

January 9, 2008 by
Filed under: Asshole 

As I tried to go to sleep Monday night, my husband (in his infinite sensitivity) asked:

So how does it feel to be (excised) years old?

Nothing says “I love you” like reminding your missus that she is eight months older than you on her birthday. Way to go, Mr. Heather!

Thankfully, I made the acquaintance of a few chaps at 168 Meserole Street yesterday who didn’t treat me like an old skag. They voiced their interest in yours truly by whistling at me.

168 Meserole Street

I strongly recommend that any woman who is need of a quick self-esteem boost walk by this building. Trivialities such as basic human dignity mean nothing to these fellas; they’ll howl at you like the sexy beast you really are (underneath those sweat pants)!

Assholes on Meserole

And once they have sated their manly urges they’ll even play a rousing game of peek-a-boo with you.

Miss Heather


2 Comments on Cat Call du Jour: 168 Meserole Street

  1. bitchcakes on Wed, 9th Jan 2008 2:23 pm
  2. How did that whole construction men/cat call pheomenon emerge anyway? It is unbelievably universal! And considering the rate of construction in Greenpoint and Williamsburg, it’s completely unavoidable.

    Happy Birthday.

  3. marie on Thu, 10th Jan 2008 1:18 am
  4. A belated Happy Birthday, Miss H.

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