So much wrong

March 19, 2009 § 5 Comments

Being of Asian appearance can be both an asset and a liability in this part of the world, depending on how one views these things. Neither belonging to a bus load of Japanese/Chinese tourists, for the most part I’ve discovered that it is actually more a liability due to the fact that by myself, I stand out like a fucking sore thumb.

This has annoying consequences, especially when it comes to the attention of men. Though I have enjoyed the company of beautiful ones over the past few months, every now and then I encounter the, shall we say,’ substandard’ kind, who seem to think that we will gush with wide-eyed wonder and bat our lashes at being addressed by any old European bloke. I blame the Japanese for this! Damn you and your stereotypical behaviour! Damn you and your geishas! Damn you and your hats and cameras! But I digress.

Back in Paris, a French bus driver tried to invite me back to his flat to ‘practice his English’. In Seville some Spanish dude basically came up to me in a club and practically stuck his tongue in my ear. On occasions like these I politely decline and lie. And slide away. Slide, very quickly.

I was walking around in Milan minding my own business like I usually do, when a middle-aged Italian man suddenly whisked up next to me. He had silver greasy looking long hair, parted in the middle, with round glasses. He was short, and said he was an architect. He probably used this line to impress the ladies but I said, ‘me too’. He looked slightly disappointed but said he would show me some parts where Leonardo da Vinci painted some work. Again, I tried to be polite and went with him for a while.

Such a bad decision. After a whole of 5 minutes, without any warning whatsoever, he decided it was acceptable to hook his arm onto mine, and probably expected me to ‘tra-la-la’ with him skipping happily along. I was so completely stunned by this I froze for a whole two seconds before being consumed by such utter repulsion that I shoved his arm away and almost leapfrogged about a meter away. Yes, I can leapfrog over things. I do not exaggerate.

There is just no polite way to disguise complete disgust on one’s face. He got the message pretty quickly and left as fast as he appeared. Firstly, who the hell hooks arms anymore? Secondly, I’m not a fucking escort!

Argh, SO MUCH WRONG.

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§ 5 Responses to So much wrong

  • V says:

    hahahahah!!!!!..thats funny..but you damn ‘tai tam’ to even humour that old guy…I would have just ran on first go!. At least you don’t have to put up with stupid rude electrical engineers!! I am so freaking pissed off. As usual I am so shocked by rudeness that I couldn’t think of a good come back that would have put her in her place. What I should have said (in hindsight) was. ‘ Hey! Retard! Write this down in big BOLD letters! Never be rude to your CLIENT!!!!

  • Steph says:

    What would you rather have? Creepy old guy or rude engineer? Hmm, a dilemma.

  • Orhan Kahn says:

    You’re Asian? I would never have guessed.

    And that is so not cool, the sleazy men, not the you being Asian part.

  • Steph says:

    Hmm, I shall take that as a compliment!

  • Steph says:

    Curious though, what was I in that head of yours? Blonde hippie with pigtails? Urban goth chick?

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