in my current spirit of embracing, sprung upon myself by the loveliest of lovely weather today, i've decided to take all kinds of weirdos that i normally meet on a daily basis and embrace them simply as, 'interesting characters' i have the delight of chancing upon.
weirdos that stare at me unwaveringly on public transport, weirdos that honk and then wave at me for no reason while i'm crossing the road, weirdos that sing to me from the back of construction lorries, weirdos that inform me my belt resembles an anteater and then proceed to sprint away, weirdos that decide to give me a hair-makeover in phuture, weirdos that offer me bananas in the back of their taxis.. and so on and so forth.
oh right, in case i forgot to explain a few of the above mentioned; here goes.
#1 this girl/lady with her boyfriend? i'm presuming.. was standing next to me at the bar [right next to the dustbin, mind you (with discarded UNDERWEAR! that i discovered in it)] in phuture. not that the underwear has anything to do with her, but *shrugs* thought i'd give it a mention as well.
right, i shake my hair loose, after removing the rubberband, with all of the intention to tie it back into my standard ponytail but she beckons to me and out of curiosity, i lean forward. just for your information, i'm actually genuinely curious and interested at what this total stranger has to say to me.
the gist of the one-sided conversation: she tells me she works at some cosmetic counter.. yada and SHE feels that i would look good with my hair tied in a ponytail to the side.
*nods* hmm..
as per normal, i don't quite have the words to string together a proper sentence, much less an appropriate response. neither does rachel, she and i are looking at each other, pretty much speechless (for once, some of you might say) heh. and so, this unnervingly enthusiastic (about her job, even when she's not ON IT) girl/lady/sales personnel just goes right ahead and takes the rubberband right out of my hands, helping herself to MY HAIR.
just so you know, i end up somewhat sheepish, with my hair tied in a side ponytail, very awkward and notknowingwhattodo.
look, i appreciate the gesture, in fact i embrace the fact that strangers in clubs are getting less and less hostile and more and more, 'hands-on'? it was a sweet thing to do, dole out advice like that, to someone you don't know, but don't you agree with me when i say that it is quite weird?
#2 roy and i got into a cab, about an hour ago, and the first thing the taxi driver asked us was if we wanted bananas. OH-KAY.. (well, not exactly the first FIRST thing he asked, but it was a close second) i'm so used to chitchatting to taxi drivers about school, studies, family and having them tell me in return about their life; family, eating habits, shifts, GPS systems-> which usually leads to the almost-inevitable "would you consider going out with my son?"
[which always makes me wonder if i still have 'SINGLE' stamped across my forehead...]
*brushes away comment* needless to say, we were relatively taken aback when he popped the question and i meekly replied "no thanks. we just had dinner" funny thing is, he asked me again as i made my exit.
weirdos that stare at me unwaveringly on public transport, weirdos that honk and then wave at me for no reason while i'm crossing the road, weirdos that sing to me from the back of construction lorries, weirdos that inform me my belt resembles an anteater and then proceed to sprint away, weirdos that decide to give me a hair-makeover in phuture, weirdos that offer me bananas in the back of their taxis.. and so on and so forth.
oh right, in case i forgot to explain a few of the above mentioned; here goes.
#1 this girl/lady with her boyfriend? i'm presuming.. was standing next to me at the bar [right next to the dustbin, mind you (with discarded UNDERWEAR! that i discovered in it)] in phuture. not that the underwear has anything to do with her, but *shrugs* thought i'd give it a mention as well.
right, i shake my hair loose, after removing the rubberband, with all of the intention to tie it back into my standard ponytail but she beckons to me and out of curiosity, i lean forward. just for your information, i'm actually genuinely curious and interested at what this total stranger has to say to me.
the gist of the one-sided conversation: she tells me she works at some cosmetic counter.. yada and SHE feels that i would look good with my hair tied in a ponytail to the side.
*nods* hmm..
as per normal, i don't quite have the words to string together a proper sentence, much less an appropriate response. neither does rachel, she and i are looking at each other, pretty much speechless (for once, some of you might say) heh. and so, this unnervingly enthusiastic (about her job, even when she's not ON IT) girl/lady/sales personnel just goes right ahead and takes the rubberband right out of my hands, helping herself to MY HAIR.
just so you know, i end up somewhat sheepish, with my hair tied in a side ponytail, very awkward and notknowingwhattodo.
look, i appreciate the gesture, in fact i embrace the fact that strangers in clubs are getting less and less hostile and more and more, 'hands-on'? it was a sweet thing to do, dole out advice like that, to someone you don't know, but don't you agree with me when i say that it is quite weird?
#2 roy and i got into a cab, about an hour ago, and the first thing the taxi driver asked us was if we wanted bananas. OH-KAY.. (well, not exactly the first FIRST thing he asked, but it was a close second) i'm so used to chitchatting to taxi drivers about school, studies, family and having them tell me in return about their life; family, eating habits, shifts, GPS systems-> which usually leads to the almost-inevitable "would you consider going out with my son?"
[which always makes me wonder if i still have 'SINGLE' stamped across my forehead...]
*brushes away comment* needless to say, we were relatively taken aback when he popped the question and i meekly replied "no thanks. we just had dinner" funny thing is, he asked me again as i made my exit.
this time it was,"would you like TWO bananas?"
once again, sweet gesture (however misguided, or not) but i swear, the smile on his face was so creepy; the thought passing through my head at that exact nanosecond was: i hope he doesn't kidnap and rape/molest roy or something.
once again, sweet gesture (however misguided, or not) but i swear, the smile on his face was so creepy; the thought passing through my head at that exact nanosecond was: i hope he doesn't kidnap and rape/molest roy or something.
i kid you not.
you know, i should make it a habit to write down all these interesting encounters, so that one day i might have the opportunity to compile them into a book.
title: weird encounters of the human kind.
you know, i should make it a habit to write down all these interesting encounters, so that one day i might have the opportunity to compile them into a book.
title: weird encounters of the human kind.
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