Princesses versus Stormtroopers

To be totally honest, I don’t really like Star Wars. In fact, I’ve never even seen it. Robots and light sabers not being very appealing to me. George however, loves it. And he has taken great delight in putting a photo of the main character on my cell phone-C3PO, R2D2, Princess Leia, Chewbacca, Luke–you get the idea. On top of that, he turned my phone ring into the sound of shooting asteroids, promptly followed by C3PO shouting something about being attacked by asteroids. People were terrified every time my phone rang in public. Not being technologically savvy, I was stuck with this horror, and it so delighted George every time he looked at my phone, I kept it for more than a year. After much begging, he finally changed it–into a photo of a hideous monster named Darth Mal. Annabelle and I were more than horrified. After having nightmares about it, George finally changed it. Now my screen has a photo of George and the babies, and my ring sounds like fairy dance music. Much nicer. But George is still laughing about it. I can only say, that it brought up terrible memories for me of third grade when Laura Sudweeks would fix her hair in bun braids every day and get to be Princess Leia at recess while I was relegated to stormtrooper. I don’t think so. Me, pink princess, told to be a stormtrooper. And all because her mother fixed her damn hair like Princess Leia’s every day.
Life is so unfair sometimes.