This story is based on a part of Warren Zevon’s song “Mr. Bad Example:”
I got a part-time job at my father’s carpet store
I was laying tackless stripping
and housewives by the score
I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane
and auctioned off every last Naugahyde divan.
With this piece, I wanted to turn the idea of a meek, clueless housewife around and explore reasons why these women would first of all, have sex with this man and second of all, let him get away with their furniture.
Let me know what you think in the comments!