Showing posts with label attorney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label attorney. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Asian Fetish Perhaps?

I have the most uncomfortable conversations at times.

Yesterday I had one of those weird convos. 
Before I continue, I will admit that I mostly start these weird interactions with the freaks that I meet. 
Right now, that is besides the point BECAUSE this time I was working. Not like on a street corner or anything.  Hello I left my boots at home.
I was going about doing my work (mostly sitting messaging my bitch about bitches) when this old decrepit attorney comes to my desk and hands me his parking card to get validated. Innocent enough. 
He looks at me with his massive wrinkles around his tiny eyes then squints behind the glasses and says “Heyyyy, who are you?”

I look at him and want to say something smart but I stick with “Oh I’m Rox-----------“
I go about trying to figure out the fucking military time so I could put enough validation stickers on his little card so he could stop staring at me like a piece of juicy meat.

He then asks me “Where are you from?”
I look around like what the shit? Really MF’er? I am from earth like every other human on this planet yo!

Once more my work ethics kicks in just in time for me to give him the “hey go fuck yourself look” but keeps the mouth within reasonable fuckoffness that he wouldn’t notice and say “From here… Phoenix.” Finger twirling in the air. 

Back to trying to figure out what the hell 14:33 subtracted from 16:47 divide the one add the three, carry the four. Shit I am hopeless at math.

“Ohh really, I thought you were Asian or something” he replies slyly.

HUGE PAUSE

I look up. And I want to puke. Like all over his unattractive face but then who knows if he would like that.
Back to my calculations, I can’t hear myself think over his creepy voice now telling me that the Japanese and Chinese hold their women highly and even paint them because they are sooo beautiful. 

What.the.fuck?!!!! 

Is this old creeper hitting on me?
I am like the bottom of the barrel dude. You know like the secretary/receptionist/assistant/recycler of copiers/filer/ bullshitter. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING OLD MAN? Really. I would love to know your thought process.

Bizarre. Right? Hey-Zues, I swear people have issues and severe Asian fetishes. 

Now can I make a career out of this Asian-ness that people seem to think I have??