Wednesday, March 18, 2009
"...like any unchartered territory, I must seem greatly intriguing..."
Sunday night, there I am sitting in my room. I'm watching a movie on my laptop and a noise beckons. I hear festivities occurring and I go out to see what is up. The people that I live with are having a party in the courtyard and at this point, they are full fledged drunks. At first, I was a bit offended by the fact that I was uninvited. So, I said, "Why didn't you guys tell me that you were having a party?" The response, "Ohh, because you are very arrogant!" I was confused. Luckily, I didn't get offended since none of the people that I live with are native English speakers and "arrogant" clearly was the wrong word. Cocky, condescending, elitist, sarcastic...sure but arrogant, no! Either way, we cleared the issue up and they asked me to sit and have a drink with them. Right at that moment, before a drop of liquid even made it into my glass, one of the Taiwanese girls who lives here just randomly began to throw up. Yes, I know that one of my more recent postings involved vomit, as well but hey, this is real talk. Australia makes people like to drink and drinking makes people like to get sick. I am just here to document it. So, she is getting sick and now lying in the grass. I go and get the Dad of the family whose house this is and ask him to help me get her in bed. So, we are trying to get her to bed but there is this guy here, who likes her and was planning to have a good night with her. If you know what I mean and I think you do. He kept insisting that we leave her alone that she will be alright. Maybe he found her dry heaving to be a turn on but nonetheless, we continued to pick her up and carry her to the room. He kept barking out things like, "She is ok! I will take care of her!" Then I had to finally chime in and say, "Listen, A-hole, if you mess with her now, it is called rape!" He didn't seemed phased by it. So, finally the Dad of the house told him to "F-off!" and he got the point. We get her to the room and she begins the typical "I am drunk and gonna cry and tell you that I am sorry for throwing up on your feet" chat. It was humorous for 5 minutes and then, I said forget this, I am going to bed. She woke up the next morning and apologized 18 times and it is all good now. So, that was the start of my week. The rest of the week has been going well. My new job is good and I really like my co-workers, which I think is key. I like being the "foreigner" because it gives me insight into the US and how others view it. I notice every, little difference. If someone says a word one way and I say it another or with the spelling of words. We spell so many words differently and I always have to pay attention to that. I, also, like to be ignorant and say that "I am AmeriCAN not AmeriCAN'T!" It does me no favors.