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alikiplagued by shitty luck. we went to new brunswick to visit my new school campus, and car broke down. tow truck didn't come for an hour and a half. sat out in cold as sun started to disappear.
been really grumpy lately. don't know why.
yesterday i took the train home from NJ to NYC. was standing next to a black woman in her 30's wearing a business suit, holding a briefcase, hair pulled back professionally, make up was subtle but with good emphasis, a no-nonsense attitude. man who was balding and about 5'4" comes up to her, and i overhear:
man: are you a model?
woman: no.
man: have you ever done modelling?
woman: no. *checks her watch*
long pause....
man: well, i asked because you look like a model.
more pregnant silence...
man: well, i uh... was wondering if you were interested in modelling? i have this friend who is a photographer... *rummages his pockets for a pen and paper* well.. i can give you his number..
woman: no thank you.
man: well.. hey, how about YOU give me your number and i'll make sure he gets in touch with you?
it was just sad. really sad. and then later as i rushed to get on the train, it was 11.30pm and the station was half-empty, as i walk past a man, he says "nee hoe" (i presume he was trying to say "hi" in chinese which is "nee how" phonetically). i ignore him, keep walking, and he FOLLOWS ME. he asks, "aren't you chinese? chinese?" i keep walking. he says, "you. speak. english? english?" i turn around, say: "i'm american, you fucking idiot" and keep walking (i know i'm not, but i'm not going to dignify his fucking question of my ethnicty spoken in taunting broken english). and he follows me onto the train.
guys are so sad. so so sad.
a margaret cho quote:
"We go everywhere together. People talk to you a lot more wen you have a dog. I was walking him one night and this homelss guy jumped out and said, "That dog gonna wind up in a pot of rice!" And he probably wouln't have said that if I was by myself."
been really grumpy lately. don't know why.
yesterday i took the train home from NJ to NYC. was standing next to a black woman in her 30's wearing a business suit, holding a briefcase, hair pulled back professionally, make up was subtle but with good emphasis, a no-nonsense attitude. man who was balding and about 5'4" comes up to her, and i overhear:
man: are you a model?
woman: no.
man: have you ever done modelling?
woman: no. *checks her watch*
long pause....
man: well, i asked because you look like a model.
more pregnant silence...
man: well, i uh... was wondering if you were interested in modelling? i have this friend who is a photographer... *rummages his pockets for a pen and paper* well.. i can give you his number..
woman: no thank you.
man: well.. hey, how about YOU give me your number and i'll make sure he gets in touch with you?
it was just sad. really sad. and then later as i rushed to get on the train, it was 11.30pm and the station was half-empty, as i walk past a man, he says "nee hoe" (i presume he was trying to say "hi" in chinese which is "nee how" phonetically). i ignore him, keep walking, and he FOLLOWS ME. he asks, "aren't you chinese? chinese?" i keep walking. he says, "you. speak. english? english?" i turn around, say: "i'm american, you fucking idiot" and keep walking (i know i'm not, but i'm not going to dignify his fucking question of my ethnicty spoken in taunting broken english). and he follows me onto the train.
guys are so sad. so so sad.
a margaret cho quote:
"We go everywhere together. People talk to you a lot more wen you have a dog. I was walking him one night and this homelss guy jumped out and said, "That dog gonna wind up in a pot of rice!" And he probably wouln't have said that if I was by myself."
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Date: 2002-04-05 06:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-04-05 08:56 am (UTC)God, Aliki, what a jerkwad. Men are unbelievable, I swear.
creepy guys
Date: 2002-04-05 08:09 pm (UTC)I learned from my sister that the one thing a woman needs most in Italy is dark glasses. If she has light hair, she should also have a scarf, at least in southern Italy. Making eye contact with men in Italy is considered a come-on, and light hair is fairly rare in some areas and marks one as a tourist, and an exotic one at that. The worst thing is to be identifiable as an American tourist, because Americans are known for being really obnoxious in other countries, and a lot of people seem to think that American women are "loose." I blame my friend Marissa for this belief.