| Shane goes back to work, for good or ill. |
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So I offered to teach this Chinese girl English, for free by the way, a long time ago and she turns out to be this complete bitch. Seriously, I�m not just saying that - I like the Chinese here, but this girl in particular... just lacks all sorts of personality. And it�s hard to explain, but she really took advantage of me, sexually I mean. Ok, so not sexually at all, but just not showing up and then showing up when I�m eating dinner and making me record hours of vocabulary. And that�s what really got to me, this reading of vocabulary. And the more she pissed me off, the more I noticed the true size of her head... Christ, it just kept growing until it would linger in the apartment long after she left... that huge melon on her neck. Anyway, I cut her off the other day, but she somehow convinced me to read this whole fucking book of vocab before we�re finished for good. So the boredom set in as I read, twice, by the way, 1,050 words in total. "East, East....Fast, Fast..." And the pauses are so that she can translate... so it�s a group effort. But my mind started drifting, so here's what I'd do - next word... "Edge, edge." Then during the pause where she reads I�d say to myself, "Push you off the edge bitch." And I started really getting into it. "Beautiful, beautiful... Something of which you are not. Not as ___ as... You are not as cool as me. Large, large� An understatement for the true size of your fucking head." So I think at "large" is when I actually lost it and for a second on the tape you can hear me laugh uncontrollably. Of course that was before "ol' forehead" cut it and glared at me something fierce, the full wrath of her head nearly dwarfing me... |