Saturday, August 15, 2009

today i went to eat pho with my buddy szu chu. my day wasn't going so well since i didn't know i had work at 10 in the morning because i thought my shift would start at 5. well, i woke up this morning to my phone ringing and looked at it, it said 'walgreens.' surely i didn't sleep til 5! my pharmacist on the other line said 'where the hell are you.' apparently i was supposed to be at work at 10. the time was 10:10 and i was at work by 10:15, which means i only missed 15 minutes of work, not to brag though :P. tired, irritated, and slightly hungover i was a hot mess. getting off at 3 i had to help my friend move her entire life into her new apartment. i was starving...so we went to eat pho...i digress from my frantic day to get to the point. so we went to eat pho and there was a kid behind us crying his ass off. maybe two years old, give or take. you could tell he did not want to be here, he was fucking pissed. now, i don't know if i'm exaggerating this because i was already irritated or maybe i really can't stand babies crying. i realize, if this was a vietnamese kid he would not be throwing a fit because the parents would already have spanked the shit out of him. not like child abuse but an amount i find too unbearable. i don't remember much of how i was punished when i was a kid since my mom died when i was a wee child. but what i do remember consisted of being put in a dark closet or something. it sounds like child abuse but i guess my dad really never needed to punish my sister and i because we were so obedient, or sneaky. it's weird the way me and my sister turned out. i would say my dad did a good job of raising us but some would beg to differ. he didn't force ideals into our minds, he just let us think for ourselves. of course, don't stray to far from god but that was the most he's lectured us. my sister and i love our dad because of this. he's someone i really do look up to. he taught us not to judge (even though he did it himself) not to screw people over, (acting like your back is broken in a mini fenderbender to get money from insurance) be good to everyone. he taught well.

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