
So today, I was at the bus stop waiting for the 22 to go down El Camino to my dad’s office.
Some Filipino woman was there, and she asked me if I could spare her a dollar for some bus fare. Except not very articulately of course. See, she asked for a dollar at first, and then a dollar seventy-five.
No, wait, the day pass is five dollars. Could I spare five dollars?
I’m a bad liar, and I did have more than five dollars on me in fact, so I gave her the five in the hopes that it would just shut her up.
But no, she had to go on AFTER thanking me so much, and you know it’s her birthday today? Oh, like that justifies you taking my money, because it’s your birthday, right? I don’t even know you. Birthdays are celebrated amongst people who, um, know each other. Normally. Just saying. And I bet it’s not even your birthday today. But that doesn’t even matter ANYWAY.
Then she was like, Are you Chinese? No. Vietnamese? No. What are you then? Korean. OOOOHHH YOU KNOW KOREANS ARE SO NICE AND I KNOW SOME REALLY NICE KOREAN PEOPLE. Uhh, okay. In my head I’m going WELL I KNOW SOME REALLY MEAN KOREAN PEOPLE TOO. OH AND I KNOW SOME NICE CHINESE PEOPLE AND SOME NICE VIETNAMESE PEOPLE. You’re not flattering me like you’re so obviously trying to. You’re just getting really annoying right now.
Did she stop there? No. She had to go on about her personal life, ask me about mine, do I go to school? Which school? Oh don’t get married before you finish school. Oh, so now you’re just giving me unsolicited advice. Obviously if YOU were the one who asked me for the money I should be the one giving you advice. Maybe.
Oh and she loves Korean chicken. Not the spicy kind, but some people like the spicy kind. Oh and the Korean bread at Honeyberry. What’s it called? Roti buns. What? ROA-TEE BUNS. Ooooh. How do you spell that? R-O-T-I? Yes.
Wow. SO ANNOYING. Seriously.
And then the bus finally came (she was trying to talk to me the whole time, believe it or not), and I got on, but she didn’t, so I asked her isn’t she getting on the bus?
No, she was waiting for a friend.
HOLD UP.
Did you say you’re waiting for a FRIEND? Well then that friend better be broke.
Because NORMAL PEOPLE ASK THEIR FRIENDS FOR MONEY BEFORE THEY ASK COMPLETE STRANGERS. And if you’re going to scam me of my money then AT LEAST DON’T BE SO OBVIOUS ABOUT IT.
It’s just five dollars so I know it shouldn’t really mean anything BUT I AM JUST REALLY REALLY ANNOYED RIGHT NOW. And that’s worth five dollars PLUS whatever the annoyed fee is.
Sorry this post was so long, guys. I hope, if you read it all the way through, I didn’t end up annoying you more than that woman annoyed me.







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