It’s pretty obvious that I’m pretty condescending and pretentious to the point where it can be conceived as pure cruelty.
when it comes to stupid people(you see, I am delusional enough to believe that I belong to the “normal” category)
I find joy in laughing at them. I do. I truly do.
setting: school library circulation desk
me-::checking out Motorcycle Diaries by Che
librarian 1-”who is this?”
me- ::staring at him puzzled, thinking whether he’s being serious or testing me:: are you being serious?
librarian 1-”yea I mean, I hear all these rappers talk about him all the time.”
me- “oh.” ::laughing:: “He was a Cuban revolutionary.(although he’s from Argentina) I was trying to figure out if you were being serious or testing me.”
librarian 2-”you don’t know who he is?”
librarian 1-”well you are trying to read about him too. I’m not interested in Cuban history.“
me-”well he’s pretty iconic though.”
librarian 1-::flipping through pages and sees a picture of Che with a beard wearing a beret:: “oh I know him. I’ve seen him on T-shirts.”<-I was actually expecting him to say this.
me-”yea um, he’s a t-shirt icon now.” (….sad but so true)
well, to his defense though, my school IS a business school with 90% of the library resources being business related.
but still. HAHA.
last day of classes(for now) tomorrow. Pictures will follow some time afterwards. Instead of keeping my promise(s) to post them, I’ve been doing something more productive, more American such as making these:
um…deep-fried oreos. They were disgusting.
While Jean-Baptiste Grenouille sat there wondering what other scent he procure, I sat there wondering what else I could deep-fry.
God bless america.
