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| Indians by Quétinbec 11/16/2009, 9:41am PST | ||||
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| The other day my class stopped because a student spotted two clouds out the window. Everyone rushed to look. It was cool to see some clouds again. There are only 30 minutes of rain a year in Bahrian, which means rain here is rarer and more special than fireworks. When I arrived, people told me that when it rains, everyone stops what they're doing and runs out into the street. I was like, "Where I come from, rain isn't a big deal. You won't see me freaking out over that bullshit." I didn't think any more of it until a couple of weeks ago when I was driving with a friend and what I thought were raindrops fell on the windscreen and I was like, "HOLY FUCKING SHIT! RAIN!" and my friend was like sincerely, "What the fuck?!". Two grown men! It turned out it wasn't rain. I don't know what it was.
Another thing that's surprised me is my hatred towards Indians. They let themselves get treated like shit. It's not human. They get driven to their slave labour jobs in the back of pickups, or trucks or vans. When the traffic jams, to save petrol, the driver shuts off his engine and the Indians push it for the few metres the traffic moves every minute! This in a country where the petrol is cheaper than water. The first few times I saw that, I thought the van's batteries must have died. Then I kept seeing it and realized it was dudes using Indian slaves to save a few fractions of a cent in petrol! That's massive niggery. The Indians don't protest. A guy I carpool with once turned on his highbeams when he was directly behind a truck full of Indians. He said, "Here you go, lads. Rest your weary eyes.". The Indians didn't get angry. They just turned their heads away. They're almost animals to me. They do it to themselves, they do. Everything here gets covered in sand. The Indians are always on at you to wash your car for money. You refuse because it's a rental and you don't give a shit. So they use their fingers to write "wash" on the back of your windscreen so that you look like a dick unless you wash it. I usually don't give a shit unless I have a date. Once, I came up came up with this joke. We used to have about $US40,000 in cash at our place because the Islamic banks here are unbelievably fucked up. So, I put a couple of 1BD notes in a wad of about $US10,000, and went down to pay this Indian with the wad in hand. I pull out the wad in front of him and flick through it looking for the 1BD notes, hoping he'd be amazed or upset or something. I expected him to ask me for more money and then have an argument with him. He stood there without the slightest change in his expression. He looked completely disinterested, which made me feel embarrassed, so I said sorry, turned from him, and went through my wad in private until I found the notes I could use to pay him. |
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I've started masturbating again. by 11/15/2009, 8:31am PST  Indians by 11/16/2009, 9:41am PST Re: Indians by 11/16/2009, 12:37pm PST |
