I guess that's what I get
Here we go boys and girls. I guess I will make Tuesday my regular posting day, as I have posted every Tuesday for the past three weeks. There will be a meeting and I will make no calls on this issue.
I started my new second job this weekend as a bicycle rickshaw driver downtown. I made pretty good money and is really was not that hard. I have a few bones to pick with the general public, though. First, no man, no matter what age or race, likes to be called boy. It is degrading and it makes the man feel about as tall as this: !. I don't care if they are only there as a service to the public, do not call them boy. I was called boy more times this weekend than in any other isolated incident in my life. Second, if somebody carries you on a bicycle five blocks and you weigh more than 150 pounds, tip them! Apparently, there is some town somewhere that teaches its inhabitants that it is okay to stiff people who bust their butts to help others get where they are going.
I picked up a group of four people Saturday night in my cab and carried them to a bar. Two of the three got out and went to one bar while I carried the last girl to her bar. She was irrevocably and non-humorously drunk. She kept saying that she loved me and that she normally likes chubby guys but I will work fine. She was wearing some kind of slutty miniskirt cat or devil costume. She said hey, check this out. So I looked back and she had her legs spread wide open where I would have had a lovely view of her feminine area had she not been wearing tights. Who is that drunk before they even get to the bar?
That event caused me to ponder the invention of the skirt. It is in essence a very sexist piece of clothing. It's like some guy thousands of years ago just decided that women should have an easy access flap instead of something that could actually keep their legs warm. I have to wonder why women continue to wear such a degrading and gender suppressing article.
I was unable to commit to my two week starvation period. I forgot to stop eating on the twentieth and have been too active lately to attempt to rob my body of nutrients. I will try some other, less harmful, means of self deprivation and attempt the starvation thing at some more sensible time. When is a sensible time to starve one's self for two weeks?
I have classes to pick, papers to write, books to read, and a species to impress. I have no thought provoking question for you this week, but that's cool because nobody responded to any of the previous ones anyway.
Why not?
I started my new second job this weekend as a bicycle rickshaw driver downtown. I made pretty good money and is really was not that hard. I have a few bones to pick with the general public, though. First, no man, no matter what age or race, likes to be called boy. It is degrading and it makes the man feel about as tall as this: !. I don't care if they are only there as a service to the public, do not call them boy. I was called boy more times this weekend than in any other isolated incident in my life. Second, if somebody carries you on a bicycle five blocks and you weigh more than 150 pounds, tip them! Apparently, there is some town somewhere that teaches its inhabitants that it is okay to stiff people who bust their butts to help others get where they are going.
I picked up a group of four people Saturday night in my cab and carried them to a bar. Two of the three got out and went to one bar while I carried the last girl to her bar. She was irrevocably and non-humorously drunk. She kept saying that she loved me and that she normally likes chubby guys but I will work fine. She was wearing some kind of slutty miniskirt cat or devil costume. She said hey, check this out. So I looked back and she had her legs spread wide open where I would have had a lovely view of her feminine area had she not been wearing tights. Who is that drunk before they even get to the bar?
That event caused me to ponder the invention of the skirt. It is in essence a very sexist piece of clothing. It's like some guy thousands of years ago just decided that women should have an easy access flap instead of something that could actually keep their legs warm. I have to wonder why women continue to wear such a degrading and gender suppressing article.
I was unable to commit to my two week starvation period. I forgot to stop eating on the twentieth and have been too active lately to attempt to rob my body of nutrients. I will try some other, less harmful, means of self deprivation and attempt the starvation thing at some more sensible time. When is a sensible time to starve one's self for two weeks?
I have classes to pick, papers to write, books to read, and a species to impress. I have no thought provoking question for you this week, but that's cool because nobody responded to any of the previous ones anyway.
Why not?
posted by AJ. That's right, AJ. | 2:14 PM
2 Comments:
I did to respond to one of them, thank you. : p
I thought maybe they were rhetorical questions. I like girls in skirts, I think they can be sexist, but not all the time. I wish I was a bicycle rickshaw rider. Has anybody tried to hit you with anything to make you go faster? What did you do when they called you boy? I hate that!
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