Humans Are Rats...
Ever had one of those days when you lose a tiny bit of faith in humanity? It seems that every once in a while someone decides to do something to teach you that humans are not exactly the nicest. Sometimes it is a big thing that is shocking, and everyone hears about it because it is big and bad. Sometimes it is something, not as big, but equally bad, that no one thinks it’s a big deal, but it still causes an impact on the people involved.
So yesterday I went to the club with Paco. It was a really fun night and everything, and I finally got to dance all night (something I haven’t quite got to do in a while). Just before the club closed Paco told me we should go get our jackets from the coat check, but when we got there I realized I lost my ticket. We had to wait until everybody else got their jackets, and at the end, they told us our jackets weren’t there. Someone found our ticket, and actually used it to steal our jackets (they were both on the same hanger). The jackets are a nuisance, but they’re ultimately not the biggest deal. Mine was a really nice jean jacket that I got back in November, which I use most of the time now. Paco’s was a slightly (ok, a LOT) more expensive Gucci blazer.
The thing that bothers me so much about this is that people who go to the club are usually people who are well off. It’s not like it is people who NEED to steal your jackets to keep warm. Whoever took it was probably some drunk fag who thought it was so cool to have found the ticket. It also bothers me a lot to think that it was probably a gay guy. I try so hard to make myself believe gay people are nicer than straight people, that they are not the careless people that straight people make them out to be; well gay guys keep showing through different ways that maybe they are as bad as others make them out to be. They are made of the same crap as everybody else.
As fate would have it, earlier that night I had a feeling that I should not leave all my stuff in my jacket like I always do. I thought about this because two weeks ago the jacket of a friend of Paco was “misplaced” by the coat check people, and apparently last week too, the jacket of another friend of his got “misplaced,” although this one was actually found later on. So thankfully I took my wallet, keys, and bus pass out of my jacket. However, I forgot to take my glasses out of my other pocket.
Ok, so people think I am exaggerating. The price of my jacket and my glasses is probably still slightly lower than that of Paco’s jacket alone. But people don’t realize how blind I am, just because I don’t wear my glasses all of the time. I cannot see clearly anything that is more than two meters away; it’s all a blur. I use my glasses mainly for watching TV and for school. I also use them when I go to the movies, or when I am trying to read a menu at any coffee place or fast food restaurant. So the price, whatever, I can pay for a new jacket and my glasses with my check from two weeks of work (not happily I may add, but I can do it); what really bothers me is the fact that I won’t be able to see shit at school or watch TV without it all being blurry until I get new glasses (go get an eye exam, choose my glasses and wait a couple of weeks until I get them).
I consider myself to be a nice person overall. I have my flaws (maybe more than I probably should), but I am one of those idiots who thinks they can make the world better. I am the kind of person who would return a backpack if I found it, even if it contained an mp3, a digital camera and a lot of useless stuff. I know that, although I would like to have an mp3, the person who lost it PAID for it; I also know that all the extra junk I would probably just throw away, is probably really important to them (like, per say, MY GLASSES!).
But anyhow, there is nothing I can do. The girl at the club told me to call them tonight or tomorrow, ‘cause maybe someone will realize they took the wrong jacket “by accident” and bring it back. I am still waiting to see if someone proves me wrong by giving back my jacket, but I’m not exactly counting on it. I’m still hoping though.
Well, I’m bitter at humanity, but I’m getting over it. Today on my way home from Paco’s house I actually started laughing. I got that hysterical laugh you get when you lose a bit of faith on where this world is going; the kind of laugh you can’t control. I felt a bit awkward cause I was walking down the street wanting to cry but laughing instead. I also remembered something funny the girl at the coat check say yesterday. I told her I didn’t care about my jacket, that I was concerned about my glasses, and she said I looked cuter without them anyways. So I told her thanks, but that I couldn’t see shit without them and she replied “don’t worry, it’s only a bunch of assholes anyways.” I didn’t laugh yesterday because I was angry and frustrated, but I actually thought it was funny today.
Other than the jacket stealing, yesterday was fun though; Paco and I ate a big tray of sushi for four, and then we went to buy the cutest guinea pig for him. I am not exactly an animal person, but I loved the little thing. She just sat there while you pet her, and then she vibrated and purred when she got excited or startled.
Guinea pigs are so sweet and innocent. Humans are rats.
So yesterday I went to the club with Paco. It was a really fun night and everything, and I finally got to dance all night (something I haven’t quite got to do in a while). Just before the club closed Paco told me we should go get our jackets from the coat check, but when we got there I realized I lost my ticket. We had to wait until everybody else got their jackets, and at the end, they told us our jackets weren’t there. Someone found our ticket, and actually used it to steal our jackets (they were both on the same hanger). The jackets are a nuisance, but they’re ultimately not the biggest deal. Mine was a really nice jean jacket that I got back in November, which I use most of the time now. Paco’s was a slightly (ok, a LOT) more expensive Gucci blazer.
The thing that bothers me so much about this is that people who go to the club are usually people who are well off. It’s not like it is people who NEED to steal your jackets to keep warm. Whoever took it was probably some drunk fag who thought it was so cool to have found the ticket. It also bothers me a lot to think that it was probably a gay guy. I try so hard to make myself believe gay people are nicer than straight people, that they are not the careless people that straight people make them out to be; well gay guys keep showing through different ways that maybe they are as bad as others make them out to be. They are made of the same crap as everybody else.
As fate would have it, earlier that night I had a feeling that I should not leave all my stuff in my jacket like I always do. I thought about this because two weeks ago the jacket of a friend of Paco was “misplaced” by the coat check people, and apparently last week too, the jacket of another friend of his got “misplaced,” although this one was actually found later on. So thankfully I took my wallet, keys, and bus pass out of my jacket. However, I forgot to take my glasses out of my other pocket.
Ok, so people think I am exaggerating. The price of my jacket and my glasses is probably still slightly lower than that of Paco’s jacket alone. But people don’t realize how blind I am, just because I don’t wear my glasses all of the time. I cannot see clearly anything that is more than two meters away; it’s all a blur. I use my glasses mainly for watching TV and for school. I also use them when I go to the movies, or when I am trying to read a menu at any coffee place or fast food restaurant. So the price, whatever, I can pay for a new jacket and my glasses with my check from two weeks of work (not happily I may add, but I can do it); what really bothers me is the fact that I won’t be able to see shit at school or watch TV without it all being blurry until I get new glasses (go get an eye exam, choose my glasses and wait a couple of weeks until I get them).
I consider myself to be a nice person overall. I have my flaws (maybe more than I probably should), but I am one of those idiots who thinks they can make the world better. I am the kind of person who would return a backpack if I found it, even if it contained an mp3, a digital camera and a lot of useless stuff. I know that, although I would like to have an mp3, the person who lost it PAID for it; I also know that all the extra junk I would probably just throw away, is probably really important to them (like, per say, MY GLASSES!).
But anyhow, there is nothing I can do. The girl at the club told me to call them tonight or tomorrow, ‘cause maybe someone will realize they took the wrong jacket “by accident” and bring it back. I am still waiting to see if someone proves me wrong by giving back my jacket, but I’m not exactly counting on it. I’m still hoping though.
Well, I’m bitter at humanity, but I’m getting over it. Today on my way home from Paco’s house I actually started laughing. I got that hysterical laugh you get when you lose a bit of faith on where this world is going; the kind of laugh you can’t control. I felt a bit awkward cause I was walking down the street wanting to cry but laughing instead. I also remembered something funny the girl at the coat check say yesterday. I told her I didn’t care about my jacket, that I was concerned about my glasses, and she said I looked cuter without them anyways. So I told her thanks, but that I couldn’t see shit without them and she replied “don’t worry, it’s only a bunch of assholes anyways.” I didn’t laugh yesterday because I was angry and frustrated, but I actually thought it was funny today.
Other than the jacket stealing, yesterday was fun though; Paco and I ate a big tray of sushi for four, and then we went to buy the cutest guinea pig for him. I am not exactly an animal person, but I loved the little thing. She just sat there while you pet her, and then she vibrated and purred when she got excited or startled.
Guinea pigs are so sweet and innocent. Humans are rats.