Showing posts with label weird shit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weird shit. Show all posts

Thursday, 9 June 2011

Weird Shit Part 2

God, there are some really creepy weirdos out there.

But, you know what, I wanted to record these encounters for the sake of the hilarity, so here they are.

Just a few weeks ago, I was walking to Dollarama to pick up a few things, when this guy drove out of the gas station nearby, saw me, and called out, "Excuse me. Are you from [insert my home country]." I looked at him over my shoulder, and replied that I was. He looked like he was from the same place.
Then he got really creepy and asked for my name. I just looked at him, rolled my eyes, and walked away. Apparently, men from the country I lived in for less than three years of my life think it's alright to go up to a strange girl and ask for her personal info.
Honestly, how stupid do you think I am?

Then, the same day, I was walking in the outdoor mall near my school, when this guy wearing a turban walking the opposite way saw me, came up to me, and said, "You look troubled, sister," in a solemn tone.
I probably just looked at him with a "what the fuck?" expression.
And then he said something like, "You smile at the world, but not deep inside. You think of the many problems you have when you are unable to solve them. What is your name, sister?"
Stunned, I told him.
"Do not worry, Arlia. You have many burdens, but rejoice that you are here to worry for them." And then he nodded at me and walked away.
I think he also said a bunch of other stuff, but, for the life of me, I can't remember.
When I look back at this encounter, I laugh. It was just that weird.

But, anyway, that's it for now. One more encounter with dudes in cars and this weird, religious guy. Hm. Maybe it's the blue colors and jeans. Who knows?

Wednesday, 9 March 2011

Weird Shit

Okay, you know what... I'll start with the beginning.

My friends say that I'm a bit too trusting.

Last summer, I had a biking accident where I sprained (or fractured--I'm not really sure) my elbow. So it was pretty difficult to lift my bike into an upright position when my elbow was screaming in pain (I couldn't move my arm at all), and I was bleeding from a small injury on my head, and wrist, as well as the scrapes on my arms that came from contact with the cement. A piece of my tooth had also broken off.

This nice guy driving by offered to take me to the hospital and have me checked out, and drive my bike there, as well. He was a stranger. But he was nice, so I accepted.
I know what you're thinking, but it didn't happen.
He drove me to the hospital (and then drove off).
The end.

So, when I told my friends this story of how I came to have a cast (that they all signed), they were all (naturally) horrified. I promised them that I would never get into another stranger's car willingly again.
(I didn't tell them of the other time, before the hospital--but he was nice, too).

Then, yesterday, it happened again, when I was coming home from night school.
So I was standing there at the bus stop, all by myself, waiting (for what seemed like hours) for the bus, at 10:30 in the night, when this guy drives by. He sees me waiting, and says (approximately--I don't have photographic memory), "Hey, I'm going the same way. Do you want a ride?"
So, remembering the promise I made to my friends, I declined. He asked me if I was sure, 'cause it was a free ride.
Now, here's the thing. He wasn't driving an ordinary car. It was a rental limousine. He looked like he rented the limousine all the time. I had to decline again, but, all the while, I was thinking, "I could be riding in a limousine! For free!"
Sigh. So he drove off when the light went green--and I didn't get to ride in a limousine.

This is the third time it happened! I don't know what is going on, but it's weird. Do guys just do that all the time? "Oh, look, there's some helpless-looking female. I think I'll go see if she needs my help--for free."
I know my friend has sort of the same problem (what with guys accosting her on the streets all the time), but I thought that was just an anomaly. It doesn't happen to normal girls, does it?

I don't know why this is happening... I don't want to say all the time, because it isn't, so I'll say, at a frequent occurance (relatively).
But it's cool. :D
And harmless--so long as I decline.