cheaper than a hotel
New York City is under attack by bedbugs, says the Times. Cute story, but did we citizen-viewers really need the kicker about a 30-year-old hairstylist who went the distance to escape her infested apartment?
Still, for Ms. Scanlan, there has been a silver lining. The night after she discovered the bugs, she went out drinking, intent on avoiding her own bed. That evening she met a man at a bar, and, contrary to her usual instincts, accompanied him to his apartment. An encounter partly born of desperation soon blossomed into something more, she said.
"We've been together ever since," Ms. Scanlan said with a smile. "Thanks to the bedbugs, I've fallen in love."
Contrary to her usual instincts? What was she planning to do, sleep under a table at the bar? First the accompaniment, then the "encounter." I love the gentility with which the Times panders these days.
(Oh, and speaking of, um, pander bears, watch the video here. Our press corps at work.)


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