Scantily Clad Space Ladies Winked At The Camera

When I was twelve, I went to Blockbuster. I was there with a few friends of mine, while my mom stood impatiently by the front desk thumbing romantic comedies. Anyhow, the guys and I wanted something unconventional that Blockbuster night. We had had a steady diet of Mike Myers films and we’d raided the horror film section. While scouring the various aisles and Blockbuster’s notoriously thin collection of cinema, I came across something I had never seen before. It was in the foreign aisle. An Asian woman was on the tape-box cover. Wearing spandex, she appeared to be commanding some kind of spaceship. I called my comrades over. The prepubescents mulled over the possibility of getting my mom to rent this for us. Would never work. So I improvised. I grabbed “Jerky Boys: The Jerky Movie,” and did the ‘ol switch-a-roo with the VHS tapes. Waiting in line, the team anxiously awaited the clerk’s response to the wrong tape in the wrong box. If he caught us, we would claim, “Hahahaha! That’s hilarious! Too bad we didn’t get that one!” If he didn’t catch us red-handed, bam. We were in the clear. Luckily, the clerk was an acne-ridden, ignorant and didn’t give a care about his job. He absent-mindedly swiped my mom’s selection (“You’ve got Mail”) and ours (“Space Boobs”) and that was that.

Back home, the fellas waited until my mom and dad went to sleep. 11:30 PM. It was time to pop in the movie that we had broken Blockbuster’s Code of Conduct for. The credits were whimsical as scantily clad space ladies winked at the camera while bending for some reason. I approved. Then the movie began. Obviously, the plot wasn’t up to par with something like, “Stephen King’s It,” but it held its own. A tale of two space engineers (NASA’s job requirements must require you to have at least DD breasts) falling in love was touching. Interestingly, the woman’s friends liked these two so much that they decided to add to the film’s plot as well. With their scientific jargon coupled with their shapely asses, their complex roles easily won me over. And that was my first exposure to aerospace engineering.

Needless to say, I think I would make a fine candidate for Yale’s aerospace program. Thank you for reading my college essay, and good day to you.