It’s Friday night/ Saturday morning and you’re only reading this because you’re a sad pathetic loser like me who has nothing better to do with their lives like being groovy and popular with the opposite sex and should be making sweet love to someone at this moment.
Unless you’re an excellent multitasker. In which case, I salute you.
Here’s an old Weezer song that sums up my life for the last… oh… two decades or so;
“Narr! Weezer isn’t good now as they were in Pinkerton even though I hated it when it came out for not being The Sweater Song. Narr!” – The Internet.
Anyway, it’s been four days since I last posted anything up because I’ve simply run out of interesting photos. I’ve used up all of my Japan-era images over the last year and a half. And the current Korea era-stuff is slow in coming because, like an idiot, I’m still using film. I suppose I could post up images like this…
Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! Nyuck! Nyuck!
… but since I’ve been too lazy to edit out the old URLs on these images I’ve always been afraid someone would be insane enough to plug it in to their navigation bar. I work under the assumption that every old URL I had in the past is now being squatted by some Russian virus-makers and your computer will explode the second you load it up. Also, kind of a touristy shot, isn’t it?
So, today I cut in front of some foreign lady at the Starbucks. Don’t judge me! Gunsan Coffee makes a far superior cup of joe, but Starbucks usually has a tasty sandwich to go with it and I was hungry. Getting back to the cutting in: I didn’t clue in to my behaviour until some ajushi literally pushed her aside to ask for a pen from the clerk. “Hey! What a self-centered asshole cutting in like and I certainly wouldn’t do tha… OMG!”
For those of you old enough to lose count of the grey hairs, “OMG” is young person talk for, “I’m an idiot.”
I tried to make up for it by making sure she was ahead of me in line to pick up the coffees, but she just smiled at me and gave me the “Ehn. Nah biggie.” wave. Between this and a number of other things, it’s become obvious to me that all of the bad behaviours that I didn’t want to pick up again (which is why I made the point to avoid hanging out with both Koreans and the expats here) I picked up anyway.
Pictured: Better human beings than you and me, Joe Q. Expat.
I suppose though, that we all pick up the habits of the people around us even if we don’t intend to. Humans are a pack animal after all. Doing things like bowing or elbowing your way to a seat on the subway when you clearly didn’t grow up doing these things are just the human equivalent of sniffing each other’s assholes and submissive urination. This stuff slips into your collection of habits without you even realizing it. If everyone around you is acting in a certain way, that means there’s no one to tap you on the shoulder and say, “Yo, yo. You need to check yourself before you wreck yourself.”
Unless you’re hanging out with Ice Cube. He’ll straighten you out. With a rap. He’ll probably say something cringingly homophobic while he does it, but the beats will be killer.
Anyway, I’m going try and be more mindful of this sort of thing on my part. You should try to do the same.
No. Shut up. You should.