Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I’m patient when it comes to slow learners and traffic.  I can even handle anonymous inconsideration, which is evident by all the rude comments I leave up on my blog.  Clearly my patience is not genetic.
"Holy motherfcuker, Stephanie, listen…

It’s father’s day, and I’m the one who walks away with a gift.  I’ve been working on his present for a while (but it’s still not ready yet).  Dad slips me a $100 bill as I leave for the Pedro…

Because my mother is Puerto Rican, my grandmother Beatrice was convinced that I was going to come out of the womb black. Beatrice is my father’s mother; she crosses her legs, knits sweaters, and reads the Times. My mother is…