Tag: Stupidity

I was lining up with groceries with my mom earlier at Walmart while something odd happened. I think, although not completely sure, that some teenage boy hit on me. Below are the conversation pieces that I can recall:

boy: can you grab me the stick please? (referring to the separator)

me: *grabbed the stick and placed it after my groceries*

boy: thank you

me: *nodded slightly*

boy: do you speak english?

me: err yea?

boy: well because usually when someone says thank you, you say you’re welcome.

me: oh I nodded. *looked away thinking this guy is rude*

boy: heh I guess that works as well

me: *no expression, still looking away*

Following a period of waiting/lining up, mom noticed that I kept on rubbing my back so she asked me, in Chinese, if I have bad posture during work.

me: blah blah blah explaining why in Chinese and then ended with one English word “tension” to sum it up

boy: so you have back problems eh?

mom: aiya you should watch out for these things (in Chinese)

me: *nodded* (I was more nodding to my mom than to the boy)

That’s all that I can recall.. but do realize that the boy is NOT Chinese. Mom and I both think he’s mixed between White and Black. My mom said at first she thought the boy was messing with me, but then she noticed he put too much attention on me so she thinks he’s just trying to catch my attention.

mom: he’s not bad looking, too bad you’re taken.

me: mom, he’s probably still in high school.

mom: oh well

me: -_-b

This has got to be my weirdest Walmart encounters.

I came across them during work..

8:30 in the morning, both Mom and I are in a rush to get to work, our phone rings.

mom – “Who calls international this early in the morning?” (Judging by the ringtone, we can tell it’s international)
me – “…”
mom – *checks display* “It’s definitely those surveys again, I’m not picking it up.”
me – “…”

The phone kept on ringing, repetitively. They must’ve called at least 3 times. By the time I’m at the door, I’m already fully equiped, ready to take off. The phone is still ringing. I picked it up.

me – “Hello?”
waiting…
me – “Hellow??”
phone – “Hi.”
me – “Who is this?”
phone – “I need to speak to Chris.”
me – “You got the wrong number.” *expecting apology*
phone – “What? How long has it been a wrong number?”
me – *WTF?!* “What??”
phone – “I need to speak to Chris Blah!” (I forgot the full name.)
me – “You got the wrong number! And I need to leave now!”
phone – *hangs up*
me – (=_=)b

The weather is so depressing these few days and it will be even more depressing as winter progresses. On my way home last night after work, with every step along the way, I smashed my boots in the dirty snow childishly making the “chia” sound. The roaring wind pushed me to lower my hood, which then resulted in me staring down at my own childish act. The rhythm of “chia” became faster as I sped up the process, I’ve been stepping harder and faster at the same time. Little did I know, I’ve walked past my home without realizing it. By the time I found out, I’m already at the end of the street. I pulled off my hood, turned around, saw a pedestrian walking towards me, pulled the hood back, and began walking backwards towards my house. I tried pulling my hood really really down and walking normally so that I won’t look too too stupid when I’m passing him by.

I don’t really like it when strangers talk to me in public, especially when I’m on a tight schedule. I hate it when they are rude or trying to make me sign up for stuff. But what ticks me off the most is when I have no idea what they said.. So this morning on my way to work, I was walking along Adelaide when I happened to encounter this random stranger. He walked passed me and said something that sounded like this, “blah blah blah-ai.” So basically the only sound I picked up is the ending sound “ai”. My immediate reaction was smiling to him as he passed me by. But then I realized that he could’ve said “Get out of my way!”, which would really piss me off. This thought really made me angry because I’d be such a loser if I smiled back to something like that. I tried to think positive, so I thought to myself that he could’ve said “Have a nice day!”, which would’ve been nice and worked out fine with me smiling back to him. And then I started thinking other possible phrases that he could’ve said.. including a question: “Where is The Bay?” and other foreign language possibilities. By the time I realized that I’ve walked past my office, I was already on an unknown intersection. Once again, I got my hood down. Seriously, as if that’s going to make me look less stupid for walking backwards! Grr.. how I hate this weather.. and grr.. how I hate getting lost!

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As I stand on the bus searching for my pass, I realized that I had left it at home again.. for the second time this term. The bus driver was one of the really polite ones. He asked me to sit down and take my time, but I know I won’t be able to find it anyway, so I paid by change. Luckily I had change.

I felt really uncomfortable today, getting car sick and everything. As I got out of the subway, I realized that I’m feeling that pressure on my chest again. The type of feeling I get every time the sky’s going to cry. But I remember checking the weather this morning and it says it’ll be sunny all day long, so what the heck is wrong with me? When I got to work, on the 8th floor, I can barely breath properly. I had to take a deep breathe every few minutes, and I only felt like lying in my chair, didn’t even wanna lift my arm. An an the pilot suggested that even though it might not rain, the air pressure could’ve still been too high. He checked and confirmed his point. Something like a 2.229 difference? I didn’t read the source..

Side Conversation:

An an – What are you having for lunch?

me – You.

An an – Ok.

me – Go cook yourself up.

An an – I’ll be in the oven, wait for me to be ready.

 

I lived my whole life thinking that my Chinese name is pronounced as shi2, but Lu proved me wrong (or semi-wrong, or not wrong at all) yesterday. Okay maybe I should clarify it to be, Lu introduced a new pronunciation to my name that may or may not be 100% official. The sound he introduced is chi3. It’s stated in 1999 edition of Cihai (the big ass dictionary used as an official guidance in China). Honestly speaking, shao shi doesn’t sound like a girl’s name. It’s sad enough that I’m shao shi, but being called shao chi is just simply unacceptable! It sounds so so bad.. I can hear my silent scream: I’m a freaking girl!!

Several years ago, maybe 8, maybe 10, I need to varify my Chinese name at the customs because they don’t even have my name in their workstation database. They’d call help desk support to confirm that my Chinese passport is “correct”. Some years later, I was able to find this one Chinese input system that has my name, obviously back then it’s shi2. Nowadays I use Sogou Pinyin and my name is shi2. But Lu pointed out that if you use the Chinese Pinyin Input on Linux, they only have chi3 and not shi2. I also checked various online sources. Not many sites list the definiton of my name, since it is so rare, but the ones that do have it, some have shi, some have chi, and one site listed both.

I’m so confused right now.. 姼?

 

PS – Not to mention I bet with Lu and now I’m one cookie down =(