I asked my 20-something, office cubicle mate, Joe, “Do women of your generation have any animal nicknames?”
“Bitches — that’s technically a female dog,” he said.
“Yes,” I replied, “but anyone can be a bitch nowadays — even guys — you know, like, ‘you are my grill bitch.’”
We all know about Hef’s bunny syndrome. Syracuse had its own version in the 1970s with foxes at the top of the round Holiday Inn on Genesee Street, which is now the Renaissance Hotel. Women would dress in fox outfits — to serve cocktails — complete with hosiery and high heels...
