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fredericksHee. You know you're tired when you start riffing on Kris Kross lyrics. And when you start sing-songing whatever the hell is going through your mind. And, oh yeah, looking like a raccoon. That ain't cute.
But the subject heading. So I'm sitting in the cafeteria sort of studying for my upcoming Chem final when I'm witness to the squiggiest thing I've seen in a good long while - this old white guy started, like, trying to mack on this poor Japanese girl. He was real slick with the intro, I'll give him that much. He started off with "Hey, what are you studying?" I thought because he'd noticed her rather snazzy mini-calculator/planner thinggey. She must have thought he was harmless as well, because she mentioned whatever the hell it was she was studying for. He asked her where she was from, she said Japan originally. THEN he started asking her, like, historical questions about the region and whatever. I rolled my eyes, but stayed seated and maintained the ruse that I was actually studying still. We're both thinking he's harmless and a bit of a lark, but he's making it hard for us to study. It was when he started with the familial inquiries and asking her about her plans that I realized "The sly devil! He's trying to get some young Asian poontang!" I felt bad for her, and just felt like he was rather pathetic. This guy, you see, doesn't even go to the school. He just shows up in the cafeteria, buys tea or coffee, and sits in the corner reading with, like, dozens of newspapers. Pretty sad. And fairly harmless. Until I realized what it was a cover for. Bastid.
It took her a tad longer than me to pick up on where things were heading, but when he'd asked her more than once if he could go with her on her trip to Paris (and insultingly asked her "What do Japanese people *do* in Paris?") she started slowly and unobtrusively packing her stuff. Silly thing, trying to remain polite. She ended up taking his offered "address" (cue snort from me), and I saw her reluctantly scribble down her e-mail address for him when he asked for it (if she knows what's good for her she made something up and will never return to the cafeteria again).
Now, I swear I'm not hatin' on this dude. I'm really not. But...I've been there. He really only had one thing on his mind. The way he backhandedly insulted her when speaking about Japan and Japanese people (on finding out the young lady's sister's husband was Japanese and spoke French - "Really?? A Japanese man that speaks French??") and the way he kept pressing the subject even though it was obvious that she had shit to do, and she wasn't interested...But she should have just picked up and gone, really. And giving him *anything* was bad business. Even if it was fake.
I...why am I wasting time on this? Another sign that I'm tired. It was so hilarious though, truly. I wish I could have captured it to film for y'all.
On non-old mack news: two tests down, one paper and one test left to go. Feeling okay, if strung out. Just have to keep it up for two more days, then I'm free. Good times.
But the subject heading. So I'm sitting in the cafeteria sort of studying for my upcoming Chem final when I'm witness to the squiggiest thing I've seen in a good long while - this old white guy started, like, trying to mack on this poor Japanese girl. He was real slick with the intro, I'll give him that much. He started off with "Hey, what are you studying?" I thought because he'd noticed her rather snazzy mini-calculator/planner thinggey. She must have thought he was harmless as well, because she mentioned whatever the hell it was she was studying for. He asked her where she was from, she said Japan originally. THEN he started asking her, like, historical questions about the region and whatever. I rolled my eyes, but stayed seated and maintained the ruse that I was actually studying still. We're both thinking he's harmless and a bit of a lark, but he's making it hard for us to study. It was when he started with the familial inquiries and asking her about her plans that I realized "The sly devil! He's trying to get some young Asian poontang!" I felt bad for her, and just felt like he was rather pathetic. This guy, you see, doesn't even go to the school. He just shows up in the cafeteria, buys tea or coffee, and sits in the corner reading with, like, dozens of newspapers. Pretty sad. And fairly harmless. Until I realized what it was a cover for. Bastid.
It took her a tad longer than me to pick up on where things were heading, but when he'd asked her more than once if he could go with her on her trip to Paris (and insultingly asked her "What do Japanese people *do* in Paris?") she started slowly and unobtrusively packing her stuff. Silly thing, trying to remain polite. She ended up taking his offered "address" (cue snort from me), and I saw her reluctantly scribble down her e-mail address for him when he asked for it (if she knows what's good for her she made something up and will never return to the cafeteria again).
Now, I swear I'm not hatin' on this dude. I'm really not. But...I've been there. He really only had one thing on his mind. The way he backhandedly insulted her when speaking about Japan and Japanese people (on finding out the young lady's sister's husband was Japanese and spoke French - "Really?? A Japanese man that speaks French??") and the way he kept pressing the subject even though it was obvious that she had shit to do, and she wasn't interested...But she should have just picked up and gone, really. And giving him *anything* was bad business. Even if it was fake.
I...why am I wasting time on this? Another sign that I'm tired. It was so hilarious though, truly. I wish I could have captured it to film for y'all.
On non-old mack news: two tests down, one paper and one test left to go. Feeling okay, if strung out. Just have to keep it up for two more days, then I'm free. Good times.
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Date: 2004-12-22 02:46 am (UTC)NOt that I wouldn't mind scoring me some asian poontang myself, but there are ways to do it and ways not to.
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Date: 2004-12-22 06:34 am (UTC)You make me laugh. Make funny. Ha ha!
This guy would have been sad if he hadn't been so damn *set* on getting her info. As it was, it came off as really really weird. He did everything short of lick his lips and ask her what her measurements were.
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Date: 2004-12-22 04:56 am (UTC)I actually saw Kris Kross in concert...
They were touring with Marky Mark...
(I worked at a radio station...free tickets)
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Date: 2004-12-22 06:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 02:14 pm (UTC)