why mean people suck
aka encounters at the los altos public library

dude. white folks in ritzy burb areas need to NOT get their knickers in a twist.

encounter number 1: so i'm in the parking lot and i see this guy pulling out and i think: "woo hoo! parking!" the spot is on this island area ... there's a driving turn around, and there's a car parked on the corner of the turnaround (visualize with me people) that i thought was leaving. so i pull into the spot and the car starts honking like crazy. what's going on, you ask, dear reader? the guy in the car was gesticulating and pointing angrily in my direction. apparently, i jacked his spot. he didn't signal. nothing. there was no indication that he was going to park there. he was making a left turn. i had the driving right-of-way. jerkface. but whatever. i pull out and give him the spot.

so i go into the library ... which i might add, has an incredibly helpful librarian staff and also a lot of snotty-nosed little kids spraying their germs aimlessly all over the video carts. disgusting. in my current germy state ... i cannot abide by little kids, who are undoubtedly virus carriers and bacterial factories. factories! but i get my stuff and i go to the automated checkout counter.

encounter number 2: so the machine is on this table by the checkout counter. people usually leave books they decide they don't want on the side of the table. there was some "why america is the best place on earth: a case study"-type books kind of just lying there unclaimed, so i moved it over so i could put my 20 books there and dig out my library card. the lady in front me ... she's that kind of older (50s-60s), heavy set lady, with brassy-dyed-too-many-times-colored hair, mary kay pink lipstick seeping into the cracks of her lips, with the large canvas handbag liberally smattered with fruit and flowers? yeah, that kind of lady. she takes a fricking AGE to check out ONE book, but i'm just waiting patiently. she finally finishes, and she reaches around my pile of books to grab the aforementioned america rocks book. so i feel bad that i moved her stuff so i say "i'm so sorry. i didn't know that was yours." now normally, the average person would say, "oh that's fine," or "no problem," or something like that. not a big deal right??? NOT. old lady gives me the stare of death and says, in this very withering, condescending way "well YOU own the world now" and walks off. WHO DOES THAT?

now ordinarily, i NEVER play the race card. i hate it when minorities brandish it like a get-out-of-jail-free-card-any-time-i-want. i don't think white people oppress me personally. but today, i felt like "it's because i'm asian, isn't it???" i have had the WORST luck with old white ladies ... always have. esp in the parking lot of safeway at thanksgiving (a blog for another time). i mean, why did the lady have to be so mean???? i said sorry, for crying out loud!

ev has a classmate that is going to become that kind of old lady. i have encountered that kind of old lady (on multiple occasions). and we KNOW ... that mean people SUCK.

now ... back to our regular programming.