I’m at a club last night. I’m there with the DJ (Husband). I’m trying to reconnect the speaker that the promoter keeps disconnecting because he keeps stepping on the cable. The promoter hands me some cardboard-origami-bullshit that he needs to fold into a raffle box of some kind. He says “Here. You do this. Girls are good at this kind of thing.” Girls are good at hooking up sound systems, too, but only when the promoter isn’t walking in the cables.