Kevin, the smooth-talkin' security guard
For anyone who knows him, he needs no introduction.
But for those who don't - let me tell you a thing or two about our man of honor.
Kevin is a security guard at a building in midtown Manhattan. Kevin is brutha, a brutha with a navy blue jacket and big bottle-cap glasses. Kevin greets every single female to the building like he's gonna worship her for life.
"Wassup girrrrrl."
"How you doin' girrrrrl."
"Baby, you make my day better just by being here."
And the beauty is, just about every female in our academic program who has passed Kevin semi-weekly has had to flash a badge and maybe a smile to get access to the elevator. And never, never does he let anyone pass without a pickup line.
This blog will document our journeys with - and without - Kevin, the smooth-talkin' security guard.
For laughs, here is a link to one of my earlier stories: Mack Daddy.
-Stephanie
But for those who don't - let me tell you a thing or two about our man of honor.
Kevin is a security guard at a building in midtown Manhattan. Kevin is brutha, a brutha with a navy blue jacket and big bottle-cap glasses. Kevin greets every single female to the building like he's gonna worship her for life.
"Wassup girrrrrl."
"How you doin' girrrrrl."
"Baby, you make my day better just by being here."
And the beauty is, just about every female in our academic program who has passed Kevin semi-weekly has had to flash a badge and maybe a smile to get access to the elevator. And never, never does he let anyone pass without a pickup line.
This blog will document our journeys with - and without - Kevin, the smooth-talkin' security guard.
For laughs, here is a link to one of my earlier stories: Mack Daddy.
-Stephanie
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