Last night, in a conversation with Dirck’s friend from out of town, I asked the obligatory “How are you enjoying New York?” question. She kind of sighed and said, “Yeah, New York’s pretty awesome.” But then in a lower, more conspiratorial tone, “But I miss my Hitachi Magic Wand.” When Dirck caught wind of this conversation, he said “I don’t think I’d be able to date a girl who didn’t own a Hitachi. It would make me suspicious.” And they say most men are jealous of a girl’s best friend (and I really DON’T mean diamonds).
This morning, upon arriving at school I checked my voice messages and chuckled through an utterly panicked call from Jane: her Hitachi is on the fritz, it goes on high power every time she plugs it in and it gets extremely hot extremely quickly. She proposed two ways to deal with this dilemma: check it again this evening to see if its misbehavior this morning was a fluke, or buy a new one this afternoon. She knows that buying a new one seems a bit rash, but she isn’t sure she can cope without the ecstatic hum of her Hitachi tonight.
As for me, well, my initial acquaintance with the Hitachi was when I borrowed my roommate’s a while (and a few roommates) back. Before she went away for a week long vacation, she said I was welcome to wear her clothes and shoes (we’re the same size). I gave her a sly look and told her that what I really wanted was to give her Hitachi a whirl.
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