~Writing a distant never ending story~
Jun. 13th, 2007 01:56 pmHmm, I've finally got a (preliminary) job interview, at a health club called Esporta, as a Members Relations Assistant. I have to go in on Friday for a quick chat ^^; Wish me luck! (I do wish to gripe, however, about the fact that the job ad contained both "bag's of energy" and, as a plural, "assistant's". Damn those misplaced apostrophes! They're one of the WORST kinds of grammatical mistakes, and they make pedantic ol' me want to explode).
I was in town yesterday, and as I was waiting for the bus, this old man sat down next to me. Cue the following conversation (he just randomly started talking to me):
Old man: It's not like it used to be, back home.
Me: Oh?
OM: They all carry guns now.
Me: ...oh?
OM: They shoot to kill.
Me: Oh.
OM: The weather's terrible back home.
Me: Oh?
OM: The summers are usually scorching, but this summer we have snow!
Me: Oh.
OM: Snow, in Florida.
Me: Oh, Florida?
OM: I'm from there. Moved to England when I was three months old, so I hold dual citizenship.
Me: Heh, I lived in Florida too, until I was 6 months old.
OM: Oh, which part?
Me: Miami.
OM: I'm from the Keys. It's terribly hot in Florida, isn't it?
Me: I wouldn't remember, I was only a baby.
OM: It's hot, let me tell you.
Me: ... I'm sure.
OM: I served in Vietnam for seven years!
Me: Oh...
OM: Bloodiest war in history. I saw so much death and bloodshed, dying everywhere.
Me: Oh. *Feeling a little uncomfortable*
OM: What's it all for? Nothing!
Me: I guess I should be grateful that I've never had to fight in a war. *Feels stupid*
OM: Seven years! Hn!
Me: ...
OM: So, those Williams sisters! Serena and... what's her name. Can't stand them! *Referring to tennis-stars Venus and Serena Williams*
Me: Oh.
OM: *Narrows eyes* You know what THEY are, don't you?
Me: What...? *Half-expecting some really racist comment*
OM: JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES!
Me: Oh, they are? I didn't know that.
OM: Yep. They believe that if someone's dying, they shouldn't be given a blood transfusion! It's... it's... WRONG! It's TERRIBLE!
Me: ... oh.
*Number 14 bus arrives*
OM: Oh, it's here! *Gets on bus, staring at me the whole time until the bus leaves*
Me: *Extremely glad that I have to get a different bus, though feeling strangely guilty*
And there you have it. I must have said "oh" about 50 times during that 'conversation' ^^; I always feel kind of awkward when random strangers start talking to me... especially when they talk about personal things. I guess I'm just not terribly socially inclined. Oh well.
So, yeah, that's it, really.
I was in town yesterday, and as I was waiting for the bus, this old man sat down next to me. Cue the following conversation (he just randomly started talking to me):
Old man: It's not like it used to be, back home.
Me: Oh?
OM: They all carry guns now.
Me: ...oh?
OM: They shoot to kill.
Me: Oh.
OM: The weather's terrible back home.
Me: Oh?
OM: The summers are usually scorching, but this summer we have snow!
Me: Oh.
OM: Snow, in Florida.
Me: Oh, Florida?
OM: I'm from there. Moved to England when I was three months old, so I hold dual citizenship.
Me: Heh, I lived in Florida too, until I was 6 months old.
OM: Oh, which part?
Me: Miami.
OM: I'm from the Keys. It's terribly hot in Florida, isn't it?
Me: I wouldn't remember, I was only a baby.
OM: It's hot, let me tell you.
Me: ... I'm sure.
OM: I served in Vietnam for seven years!
Me: Oh...
OM: Bloodiest war in history. I saw so much death and bloodshed, dying everywhere.
Me: Oh. *Feeling a little uncomfortable*
OM: What's it all for? Nothing!
Me: I guess I should be grateful that I've never had to fight in a war. *Feels stupid*
OM: Seven years! Hn!
Me: ...
OM: So, those Williams sisters! Serena and... what's her name. Can't stand them! *Referring to tennis-stars Venus and Serena Williams*
Me: Oh.
OM: *Narrows eyes* You know what THEY are, don't you?
Me: What...? *Half-expecting some really racist comment*
OM: JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES!
Me: Oh, they are? I didn't know that.
OM: Yep. They believe that if someone's dying, they shouldn't be given a blood transfusion! It's... it's... WRONG! It's TERRIBLE!
Me: ... oh.
*Number 14 bus arrives*
OM: Oh, it's here! *Gets on bus, staring at me the whole time until the bus leaves*
Me: *Extremely glad that I have to get a different bus, though feeling strangely guilty*
And there you have it. I must have said "oh" about 50 times during that 'conversation' ^^; I always feel kind of awkward when random strangers start talking to me... especially when they talk about personal things. I guess I'm just not terribly socially inclined. Oh well.
So, yeah, that's it, really.
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Date: 2007-06-22 07:07 am (UTC)I would have burst into laughter, either from the weirdness and randomness of an old guy randomly talking to me about random stuff or because someone looked me in the eye.
For some bizzare reason, I can't handle people looking me in the eye. It makes me laugh hysterically and that's gotten me into trouble several times. ^^; I mean, imagine sitting down for a SERIOUS talk and looking someone in the eye while that person avoids looking at you by busying themselves with looking at ANYTHING else and when you finally lock gaze with them, they start laughing uncontrollably. Can't be fun. ^^;
But, I do tend to get into random conversations with strangers if they're children. I like to talk to little kids~, they don't scare the stuffing out of me. Like, one time in Bahrain, some little American or something kiddies were sitting waiting for their papa and I had just gone to see Happily N'ever After and one of the kids, after struggling to read the title asked 'Never after? Why is it /Never/ after?' and I came over and explained that it was because the bad guys took control of the story and turned the endings bad and such. ^^;;
Then their daddy came back and I went after my parents. xD
(Also, dude, I thought you fell off the face of the Earth, I haven't seen you post in a while~
... Maybe I accidentally unfriended ya or somethin'. o_o I must go check if I did.)
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Date: 2007-06-22 08:41 am (UTC)