While comfortably sitting in Shrine Motherfucker 1 trying to write a short story about a guy who thinks he’s so ugly he slashes his face with a razor blade, who should strike a conversation with me but the guy (a newbie) sitting in Shrine Motherfucker 2. He initially asked about politics and stuff, so I said some vague stuff that can only be translated as: I don’t know anything about it. Spontaneous conversations with total strangers can be fun at times specially when my friends have no new blog entries to read (Alert: BOTD, HTGOF, SIU, Walking on Water). Interestingly there was no uncomfortable silence, because there was… no silence. So I could just type, download, click like, write, and read comic books while muttering vague “uh-huh’s” while the soliloquy was going on.
“But you look so young,” newbie guy said.
I find this expression corny, but the only appropriate response to this (in my head), is: ahem ahem ahem. Once again I’ve opened up 30 minutes of my attention because of this opening line. Maybe he has read my blog specifically http://specialagentfoxmulder.blogspot.com/2011/10/nno.html When I’ve told Popopopoker Face Popopoker Face of a similar random conversation in SMF1 years ago, his input was: Maybe he wants to fuck you. Why thank you Popopopoker Face Popopoker Face, I need all the flattery I could get in all forms, shapes, and sizes.
Newbie guy went on and on about politics, growing up in the States, speaking English in Manila, the plight of the Filipinos in the States, etc etc etc. Meanwhile I’ve finished reading the disgusting Red Hood and The Outlaws issue #3 and Catwoman #3 in my laptop. I’ve also updated my iPod and discovered ways to recover my lost Smurfs Village. Finally I found the most opportune escape clause when he asked,
Newbie Guy: How do I make sure I don’t get stabbed while walking in Ermita?
Me: Easy. You need to go home early.
In a few minutes he was gone and thus endeth the conversation.