A Typical American
Bloody Bike Brigade
I'll tell you what, the best complement you can get over here is "You don't seem like a typical American." I've heard that one many times. It's good to know that people aren't confusing me with all of those arrogant frat boys and conceited party girls that come to study abroad over here. When I first came here, I was living in this place that was filled with American yuppies studying for their "year abroad" at their parent's expense, and I can tell you that these people have no idea how the world works. They definitely feel that the world owes them and that they deserve everything they get and the sad part is the world seems to work just for them. I heard people talking about spending the summer in New Zealand and surfing and going to the beach and what the hell don't these people work?! No way!
My old man works at the Albany Paper Mill, and I'll tell you what, every time I talk to him on the phone he's telling me about working those sixteen hour days and I just told him that my job over here just got some more work in after a long time of nothing and he says "You better take as many hours as you can get." Nothing about how I'm getting on with my expenses, rent, whatever. Just get your ass in there and make some money. That's what's real.
Check this out: I remember the first day that I came to Australia and I already had a place to live arranged, so when I got there, I went into the office to check in. There were two other Americans standing at the counter checking in, so I just waited and listened to them talk. This guy, oh man, I was trying so hard to keep from laughing. There was this beautiful party girl there and he starts talking to her and says "So where are you from?" and she says Connecticut and he says, "Really! I'm from Jersey! blah blah blah yeah, I go to Cornell blah blah blah..." Cornell is one of the seven Ivy league schools in the U.S. Just listening to him talk like he owned the world, it was incredible.
I later saw that same guy in the elevator. I was wearing a Chemeketa Community College shirt and he was just staring at my shirt. I know what that son of a bitch was thinking. I looked that motherfucker straight in the eyes and he wouldn't even look away. He just looked at me like I was nothing. Like I was his daddy's boot shiner...
Another time I was in the elevator and there were these guys in there and one of them had a bottle of wine. His friend asked him if it was any good and he said "Yeah, this is blah blah. 2002 was a good year." He was completely serious. This guy was only like 20 years old. Yuppy culture. I bet these people have never met anyone who actually lives in reality in their entire life....
I'll tell you what, the best complement you can get over here is "You don't seem like a typical American." I've heard that one many times. It's good to know that people aren't confusing me with all of those arrogant frat boys and conceited party girls that come to study abroad over here. When I first came here, I was living in this place that was filled with American yuppies studying for their "year abroad" at their parent's expense, and I can tell you that these people have no idea how the world works. They definitely feel that the world owes them and that they deserve everything they get and the sad part is the world seems to work just for them. I heard people talking about spending the summer in New Zealand and surfing and going to the beach and what the hell don't these people work?! No way!
My old man works at the Albany Paper Mill, and I'll tell you what, every time I talk to him on the phone he's telling me about working those sixteen hour days and I just told him that my job over here just got some more work in after a long time of nothing and he says "You better take as many hours as you can get." Nothing about how I'm getting on with my expenses, rent, whatever. Just get your ass in there and make some money. That's what's real.
Check this out: I remember the first day that I came to Australia and I already had a place to live arranged, so when I got there, I went into the office to check in. There were two other Americans standing at the counter checking in, so I just waited and listened to them talk. This guy, oh man, I was trying so hard to keep from laughing. There was this beautiful party girl there and he starts talking to her and says "So where are you from?" and she says Connecticut and he says, "Really! I'm from Jersey! blah blah blah yeah, I go to Cornell blah blah blah..." Cornell is one of the seven Ivy league schools in the U.S. Just listening to him talk like he owned the world, it was incredible.
I later saw that same guy in the elevator. I was wearing a Chemeketa Community College shirt and he was just staring at my shirt. I know what that son of a bitch was thinking. I looked that motherfucker straight in the eyes and he wouldn't even look away. He just looked at me like I was nothing. Like I was his daddy's boot shiner...
Another time I was in the elevator and there were these guys in there and one of them had a bottle of wine. His friend asked him if it was any good and he said "Yeah, this is blah blah. 2002 was a good year." He was completely serious. This guy was only like 20 years old. Yuppy culture. I bet these people have never met anyone who actually lives in reality in their entire life....
posted by Anonymous at 7:30 PM
1 Comments:
Fuck, I'd love to kick one of those fuckers in the nuts...
~J
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