{"id":458,"date":"2017-12-08T12:00:52","date_gmt":"2017-12-08T17:00:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/?p=458"},"modified":"2017-12-07T14:04:10","modified_gmt":"2017-12-07T19:04:10","slug":"men-do-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/hoochie\/2017\/12\/08\/men-do-it\/","title":{"rendered":"Men Do It"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>By\u00a0<span>Madison Frilot<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">Center stage, there is a stool.<br \/>\nBeside it, Chelsea stands under a single fluorescent light bulb with a pull chain,<br \/>\nwearing all black:<br \/>\na loose shirt that falls sloppily off her shoulder, black jeans,<\/br> and tall black stiletto heels.<br \/>\nOn the other side of the stool there is a small table.<br \/>\nLying on top the table is a pack of cigarettes and a crystal ashtray.<br \/>\nThe stage is pitch black.<br \/>\nWe hear a lighter strike and we watch a cigarette be lit, unable to see anything else.<br \/>\nShe then pulls the bulb\u2019s pull chain and stands under it for a moment,<\/br> scanning the audience.<br \/>\nShe walks to the stool and takes a seat, legs crossed, takes a few short puffs and puts out the cigarette in the ashtray on the table. She returns to her position.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">CHELSEA: I have a prophecy. A motto. A golden rule I\u2019d call it. Everyone has one. Or maybe a few. It\u2019s something you live by- values, morals, what have you. Maybe it\u2019s religious, maybe it\u2019s not. Ha. Mine sure isn\u2019t. (beat) But I\u2019ll get to that.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{She takes out another cigarette, lights it, takes a luxurious drag,<br \/>\ndramatically puts it out, and continues.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Charles? Charles was a stunner- at least top 12 in the looks category, I\u2019d say. A total stunner. He had the lightest blue eyes, they sparked. I swear I could even see my own reflection in them. Muscular, tan skin, and golden locks. I even called him Goldilocks once. (beat) He didn\u2019t like that. He came and went.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{She takes out another cigarette, takes a drag, puts it out.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Steve wasn\u2019t as\u2026 charismatic. But he was cute, and he was there. He was there a couple times actually. Longer than most\u2026 But he had this horrible anxious vibe and grew out a weird mustache so I stopped returning his calls.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{She takes out another cigarette, takes a drag,<br \/>\nchanges her seating position to something more casual, knees apart,<br \/>\nputs out the cigarette.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Oh, don\u2019t forget about Jonathan. First black man I\u2019d ever been with.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{She stands up, lights another cigarette, takes a drag and puts it out.<br \/>\nThen she walks across the stage.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Charlie. He was older. Much older. He moved slower and constantly nagged me- (mocking) \u201cHoney can you hand me my Rogaine?\u201d and I had to repeat myself over and over. I felt as though I was constantly startling him too, and God knows I can\u2019t possibly tone this down so I blocked his number.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{She turns to the table, hastily walks to it,<br \/>\nquickly lights a cigarette, takes a quick drag, puts it out.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Nicolas had this\u2026 this hardness about him. I was attracted to his decisiveness and agency. But then he hit me.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{After a moment of silence<br \/>\nshe picks up the pack and takes out a cigarette for every name she mentions,<br \/>\ndropping it to the floor and moving on to the next.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Tom. Zander. Marcus. Another Tom. Thor. Jenna&#8230; I was curious ok? Cameron. Jack- or was it Zack? Billy. Sebastian. Claire- (defensive) Look, I\u2019m no lesbo I just had to make sure. Wyatt. Asian John. White John.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{She holds up the last cigarette left in the pack and walks downstage with it.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">I\u2019ve been called things, sure. Many things. Some men stay longer than others. I prefer a weekend fling to a one-night-stand after all. But that\u2019s only so I can have the time to figure out something wrong with them to avoid wondering. But I\u2019m not looking for love, not me. Men do it. So why can\u2019t I? Are they given shit? Tom #2 told me I was his seventh girl of the week. Because of that, I don\u2019t ask many questions, nor do I answer them. Would you? (rest) They\u2019re like puppies- the more attached you get, the harder it is to ignore their calls.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{Chelsea then walks to the light bulb and swivels back towards the audience.}<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">I\u2019ll quit smoking the moment I meet a decent fucking man.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right\">{Standing under the bulb, Chelsea lights the last cigarette.<br \/>\nShe then pulls the pull chain and lights go out.<br \/>\nShe takes a puff and we watch the warm light intensify,<br \/>\nthen she walks offstage with the lit cigarette, heels clacking.}<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By\u00a0Madison Frilot Center stage, there is a stool. Beside it, Chelsea stands under a single fluorescent light bulb with a pull chain, wearing all black: a loose shirt that falls sloppily off her shoulder, black jeans, and tall black stiletto heels. On the other side of the stool there is a small table. 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