Like Flashdance Minus the Dance
So anyway this fanvid with the best song ever which prompted me to go looking for it in five different stores. But it was worth it considering I had to put up with this on the N train manhattan bound:
So I'm sitting on the train minding my own business, listening to BTE when a group of junior high kids board the train and starts staring at me. I hear cackling so I ssumed, they were daring one another to harass me since, well:
Kid 1: Yo, sup lil mama.
*ignores*
Kid 1: What's you're name?
Me: Ugh no.
Kid 1: What you don't like Puerto Rican meat baby?
I kinda just sit there thinking just how much I want to bash this kid's skull into the window when he leaves and Kid 2, who seriously looked like he just popped out of his mother's uterus dressed in Roca Wear, takes his turn.
Kid 2: Hey baby, how old are you?
*shoots pointed glare (which apparently translates to come hither)*
Kid 2: Are you married, that it?
Me: Umm what are you like five?
Kid 2: I can be whatever you want me to be, babe. I can be five. I can be ten. If you want me to be twenty...I'll get my cousin.
Then he gets a bit personal.
Kid 2: You wanna see my nipple?
And you know what? He lifts up his goddamn shirt and shows me it. WTF?!?!
And my other conversation at Best Buy:
Woman: Do you watch American Idol?
Me: No
But alas this does not disuade her.
Woman: Well you see there was this song at the end of the show last night *sings* cause you had a bad day / you're taking one down you / sing a sad song just to turn it around.
Me: Daniel Powter?
Woman: Oh my god. High five.
And then she asked the best buy guy to find the cd for her, but he was completely clueless and kept typing "Powder" into the search database so I just got it for her myself. And yes I did high five her.
So I'm sitting on the train minding my own business, listening to BTE when a group of junior high kids board the train and starts staring at me. I hear cackling so I ssumed, they were daring one another to harass me since, well:
Kid 1: Yo, sup lil mama.
*ignores*
Kid 1: What's you're name?
Me: Ugh no.
Kid 1: What you don't like Puerto Rican meat baby?
I kinda just sit there thinking just how much I want to bash this kid's skull into the window when he leaves and Kid 2, who seriously looked like he just popped out of his mother's uterus dressed in Roca Wear, takes his turn.
Kid 2: Hey baby, how old are you?
*shoots pointed glare (which apparently translates to come hither)*
Kid 2: Are you married, that it?
Me: Umm what are you like five?
Kid 2: I can be whatever you want me to be, babe. I can be five. I can be ten. If you want me to be twenty...I'll get my cousin.
Then he gets a bit personal.
Kid 2: You wanna see my nipple?
And you know what? He lifts up his goddamn shirt and shows me it. WTF?!?!
And my other conversation at Best Buy:
Woman: Do you watch American Idol?
Me: No
But alas this does not disuade her.
Woman: Well you see there was this song at the end of the show last night *sings* cause you had a bad day / you're taking one down you / sing a sad song just to turn it around.
Me: Daniel Powter?
Woman: Oh my god. High five.
And then she asked the best buy guy to find the cd for her, but he was completely clueless and kept typing "Powder" into the search database so I just got it for her myself. And yes I did high five her.