Piss Me Off Week!
Earlier this week, I started off one day on a great note. On my way to work, I was getting off the trolley bus when I stepped onto the sidewalk and my feet decided to do something to embarrass me. So I tripped, and it was like slow motion, and I had a quick flashback of when I tripped a few years back crossing the street by Red Robins on Broadway. This was maybe the second most embarrassing fall in recent history because there was a bus load of people getting off with me and I had my IPOD blasting away in my ears, so I couldn’t hear myself when I said "Oh shit!" as I fell. So I don’t really have an idea of how loud I said it, or how many heard me say it, nor do I know how many people noticed me fall. I braced myself with my hands and rolled over on my back. So I ended up looking up into the sky and back at the bus. Good job eh?!? The fall was actually a lot more gentle than I had initially anticipated and I didn’t scrape my hands or anything. Anyway, I wanted to share that moment with everyone. If you’ve had a bad day or a bad experience, just think about the one I had and see who had it worse.
Earlier this week, I was buying groceries at the local Giant store, and the cashier was trying to make small talk with me so the first thing he said was ‘Do you like Chinese food?’. Well, I thought it was an interesting question since I felt I was being racially profiled. It was innocent enough and I wasn’t really offended by it or anything, but I figured his line of questioning was a tad odd. Like I said, it didn’t really piss me off per se, but I guess I kinda thought it was inappropriate. I think he might offend some people if he started to ask African Americans if they liked fried chicken and grits or if he started to ask every Latino if they enjoyed living in America.
Yesterday, I decided to take a break in the afternoon and I went for a quick walk with Anand. We found a place near the office that sold Bubble Tea. Shocking stuff cause I didn’t think anybody would sell that out here. They had 3 flavours to choose from: Strawberry, Mango, and Green Tea. I mustered up the courage and ordered a mango one. Boy did it suck! I knew I was in trouble when I tried to take a sip from it and the whole straw was plugged up. The ‘pearls’ were clumped together and they refused to go up the straw. I pulled the straw out and there was a huge chunk of goopy shit at the end so I took of it and it was exactly what I feared. Soft and sticky pearls with a gross hard crumbly center. That was pretty disgusting, but I hadn’t even tried the liquid part of the drink yet. I unplugged the straw and took a sip of the mango drink and I could definitely tell there was a huge problem with it. I guess they didn’t use regular milk cause I could taste a distinct and overpowering taste of condensed milk throughout the drink. It was rich and gross. It wasn’t what I was expecting and it was too different for my liking. I took 4 sips from it and I threw it out. I cannot wait to get some L&G or Pearl Castle bubble tea when I get home.
And finally tonight, I found out that the hockey pool I had led for about 90% of the season, was all for nothing. I finished 2nd because of some crappy goal that was scored in the final minute of the final game of the NHL regular season. That fucking sucked! Talk about getting the rugged pulled out from under me. It was like a swift kick to the nuts. I literally spent hours watching hockey this weekend, only to find out I was going to finish second fiddle. Bah! Congrats to that cocksucker Wes! I’m not even that upset to come in second. I just don’t wanna hear Wes brag about it cause he won two pools. The only good thing that came outta the weekend was that the Maple Leafs were knocked out of the playoffs. Woohoo!
On a closing note, lately I’ve been feeling very emotional and moody. I’ve had a lot
of things irk me or make me really ticked off. I don’t know how to
explain this petulance. I think it’s a lack of a stronger support
group out here. It’s not quite the same out here as when I had my close friends around me at home. Oh well. I’ll get over the crap that happened this week. I’ll be home soon, and in May, when I come back to DC, I’ll get to play Kickball too. Yes, I joined a California Kickball league. It should be fun. I hear it’s beer drinking league. Anyway, wish me luck for a better week. Peace!
Anthony
