I was thinking, over the weekend, about a strange experience I had on New Years Eve.
You see, I don't usually go out on that evening, except to maybe see a film however, this past year, I got an invite from my friend Mao to join her and her friends that evening. For whatever reason, I decided to throw caution to the wind and have a bit of celebration at the end of the year. We met late, and went to a local pub/restaurant and due to the "connections" of one of the group, we got in. As I expected, it was crowded and my senses went into overload (I don't usually like crowds because there is too much distraction). And while we had to wait to get a seat, they managed to sit our entire group in a very short time.
Being the very social people that they are, the people at our table were circulating - not only with each other but with other tables. I remember, when I was younger, having that kind of energy, however, this time, I sat and conversed with the people at the table as I didn't really know many of them well.
All of this, in itself, wasn't all that strange, I admit however, while there were a couple of empty chairs at the table, a lone male sits down for a few minutes. Not really knowing anyone, I thought this guy knew some of the other people sitting there. It wasn't until this same guy pulled something out of his pocket and poured lines of white powder onto the table and proceeded to snort it, that we all wondered aloud, whether anyone knew him. It turns out that no one did.
Now, in the small town of mine, I had never, ever experienced anything like this before. In fact, I am pretty much in denial that this happens at all. I don't usually encounter it in my circle of friends. In fact, I don't consume alcohol even. I did, however, find this a little amusing along with my shock that it had happened before my eyes.
How did this guy know that we weren't police or something. It was right out in the open for all to see.
I kind of wish I had handcuffs so that I could have scared the shit out of him.
After he left the table, the one of the guys there told the staff and this guy was escorted to the door.
For the life of me, I don't think I could remember what he looked like. To me, he just seemed like a dark shadow. One that just happened to sit at our table and snort drugs.
I also wanted to tell some of you that I have been a letter-writing maniac over the last couple of days. This means there are a few of you who will soon be receiving a letter from me over the next week or so. I won't ruin the surprise by telling you - let's hope that you'll enjoy my rediscovered joy of writing letters.
You see, I don't usually go out on that evening, except to maybe see a film however, this past year, I got an invite from my friend Mao to join her and her friends that evening. For whatever reason, I decided to throw caution to the wind and have a bit of celebration at the end of the year. We met late, and went to a local pub/restaurant and due to the "connections" of one of the group, we got in. As I expected, it was crowded and my senses went into overload (I don't usually like crowds because there is too much distraction). And while we had to wait to get a seat, they managed to sit our entire group in a very short time.
Being the very social people that they are, the people at our table were circulating - not only with each other but with other tables. I remember, when I was younger, having that kind of energy, however, this time, I sat and conversed with the people at the table as I didn't really know many of them well.
All of this, in itself, wasn't all that strange, I admit however, while there were a couple of empty chairs at the table, a lone male sits down for a few minutes. Not really knowing anyone, I thought this guy knew some of the other people sitting there. It wasn't until this same guy pulled something out of his pocket and poured lines of white powder onto the table and proceeded to snort it, that we all wondered aloud, whether anyone knew him. It turns out that no one did.
Now, in the small town of mine, I had never, ever experienced anything like this before. In fact, I am pretty much in denial that this happens at all. I don't usually encounter it in my circle of friends. In fact, I don't consume alcohol even. I did, however, find this a little amusing along with my shock that it had happened before my eyes.
How did this guy know that we weren't police or something. It was right out in the open for all to see.
I kind of wish I had handcuffs so that I could have scared the shit out of him.
After he left the table, the one of the guys there told the staff and this guy was escorted to the door.
For the life of me, I don't think I could remember what he looked like. To me, he just seemed like a dark shadow. One that just happened to sit at our table and snort drugs.
I also wanted to tell some of you that I have been a letter-writing maniac over the last couple of days. This means there are a few of you who will soon be receiving a letter from me over the next week or so. I won't ruin the surprise by telling you - let's hope that you'll enjoy my rediscovered joy of writing letters.
5 Comments:
Maybe that WAS Father Time?!? Ooh!
At any rate, you're a brave woman. Going out there, on NY's Eve!! I couldn't do it anymore. I did that once, venturing out to a koolest gay club in town, by myself. I didn't know any better. With all the pushin' and shovin', all the while I was thinking: "Just what is the big deal?!?"
So yeah, ever since, I think I started staying home. Except for a few years back, Alec wanted to go out clubbing. We had a great time with each other, but still, the place was a disaster!!
On another note, I started playing this game on the PS2 yesterday, and there's this one character named Mao!! And she's a big fat cat who can talk and fights with a drunken fist!! ahaha!
Yes, Robert, I often wonder what the big deal is. I think that in 2007, I am going to have to just forget trying to re-live the glory that I thought I was experiencing all those years ago.
One would think that, in a town as small as mine that there wouldn't be that big a deal anyway...
Perhaps next year I will languish in the thought that I will have cleaned up all of the messes I've made during the year.
That's funny about Mao. While my Mao is able to kick ass because of her martial arts experience, she's one of those people who can eat and eat and eat and still look like a toothpick. I hope she reads this and puts her 25 cents worth in comment form.
toh a.k.a. MAO, yes big fat cat is here. ha ha. MAO is a "cat" in Chinese.
Anyways, lola snorting coke on a table, I missed it. And, now that you are so traumatized by it, I am glad that I missed it...
But you know? snorting happens a lot in Victoria. it happens even at a political party held by Liberals...
Canada is a very beautiful country. But after living here for so long, I started to realize how corrupt this place is... in comparison with other countries like Japan and Singapore.
I'm sure it is not so corrupted in comparison with some other countries, that are experiencing civil wars and stuff.. I guess?!
...by the way where is my food?
Thanks for dropping by Mao!
I just wanted to let you know that I wasn't at all traumatized by the coke-snorting weirdo, it was just really amusing. More amusing was that you missed it. You are such a social butterfly... haha Besides, I didn't have anything else exciting to talk about yesterday.
As for corruptness in Canada, I know that the most corrupt are our politicians. I always remember the expression "Absolute power, corrupts absolutely" which rings so true.
Finally, was I supposed to bring you food? Did I tell you that I would bring you something back from Vancouver? My brain was so fried from all of the "excitement" there that I suppose I forgot. Next time, alright?
nooo, i was just hungry. by the way, i got your tape from van. :)
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