This post is old, so what you see here may not reflect my current opinion and mindset, certain information may be outdated, and links may be broken.
Trample that Taxi Driver!
I met the rudest taxi driver in the world today. I went to the PX, spent way too much time in there which hurt my feet, bought couple of heavy presents, and was tired, so I didn’t want to walk the twenty minutes home. I got in a cab, and here’s a recap of what happened in the next ten or so minutes. Oh and it’s a Korean driver, so he didn’t necessarily said this the way it’s typed, but that’s how I translated it in my head.
TC: I want to go to ****.
TX: Where? Oh ****? Man, that’s so close! You could have walked! I should have just driven on by instead of stopping for you!
TC: *scowls and doesn’t say anything*
TX: Are you a student?
TX: Do you know if those AAFES workers aren’t allowed to ride in these on-base cabs?
TC: I don’t know. *thinks — Are you assuming I’m an AAFES worker, now?*
TX: Man, you really should have walked and come out **** to get to your place.
TC: *glowers in anger*
TX: Are you Korean?
TC: No, I’m not Korean.
TX: I think you are Korean. Is you parents Korean?
TC: My dad’s a Caucasian.
TX: You are Korean, though.
TC: *scowls in the darkness, remains silent, and digs out her change to give him the exact amount instead of letting him keep the change since she was PISSED OFF by the service so far*
TX: *stops in front of the apartment*
TC: How much? *can’t see the metre since the damn gear stick or whatever is blocking it*
TX: 2800 won.
TC: *didn’t hear him and saw the 2800 as 2500* Gives him change.
TX: No! Just give me 3000 won.
TC: *sees the metre at 2900 and gives him the rest of the change*
TX: *grumbles* You should have just given me 3000! See, now it’s 3100 won!
TC: *realises the fucking moron hasn’t stopped the metre, climbs out, and slams the door hard*
WTF. What a rude mofo of a douche bag! I tried to catch the taxi’s number, so I could file a complaint, but it was too dark. DAMN. I hope I don’t encounter him again! From now on, I will claim at not knowing Korean (unless it’s this one awesome driver I like) and only speak English to these stupid taxi drivers on base. GODDAMN.
Giant TV Greetings
I walk into my house right after that incident, sees the living room arranged differently, and remember my mum telling me something about Dad getting her a new TV. Unbelievable. After getting one of those nice HDTV almost three years ago, my mum has this MONSTER now. Uh, wow. Jeez. Who knows. Maybe Dad will let me have her old one if he doesn’t wants it! If that’s the case, I better try to figure out how to make room for that smaller monster.
Ivy blogged about how she wanted an iPhone or an Asus EEE PC. Until that post, I had no idea that such a thing like Netbook existed. Yes, I’m a bit behind at times. The point is though, I read up a bit on Asus, and I was intrigued. Yesterday, I met my friend J, and she and I talked about getting it. I decided to show my dad this EEE PC. However, he decided it wasn’t that great, so he asked me what I think of this Acer Aspire One Netbook, instead. After I read about it, consulted J, and etcetera, I think I’ll for it.
My dad asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I said I wanted an 88-keys keyboard. However, now I think I’ll ask him to get this instead. I need something like this to not go insane at my work. That place is one place I cannot access Gmail. So when I’m on my lunch break or something, I can take the Netbook with me to the nearest hotspot and check it there instead of agonising and cursing the damn cyber-sitter programme at the computer lab.
But oi. What a weird day.