Lloyd Does Not Reflect the Views of the Author

“I take my women like I take my stairs,” Lloyd says.

Paul waits for the punch line.

“Three at a time.” Lloyd laughs.

“That’s awful,” Paul says, “I’m morally outraged.”

“It’s a joke,” Lloyd says, “But seriously, I’m dumping Jenny.”

“Just yesterday you said you loved her.”

“Yeah, but that was yesterday,” Lloyd explains, “Jenny’s like the latest pop song. She’s fun, different. I listen to her all the time non-stop. Then she becomes stale, annoying. Soon I begin to question why I loved her in the first place.”

“That’s an awful metaphor.”

“Simile,” Lloyd corrects, “I used the word ‘like.’”