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Friday, May 13, 2005

"No me molestes, cabron!"

Ever since I moved to my new apartment, I've been walking to work. It's only a couple of miles away and I need the exercise. It's not the perfect substitute for the exercise I used to get running six miles a day in the gym, but it will do for now.

The only problem is that walking to work mainly involves traveling down a busy street. And on that busy street is the biggest group of asshats to ever wander this earth.

I can't even count the number of times I get honked or whistled at in one day. Indeed, my agitators are predominantly filthy little Mexicans in even filthier barely-functioning vehicles. A friend noted that such antics are not insulting and just a part of their culture. Well, being in California, which is still part of the US, they're in my culture now.

What are these morons trying to accomplish with their obnoxiousness?

Like when I walk down the street, I'm just waiting for some ugly fucktard in a beat-up pickup truck to honk at me so I can run after him screaming, "Yes! Yes! Take me with you! Take me back to Mexico City where we can live in a two-room adobe brick shithole and fuck on a straw mat every night so I can have 14 of your nasty, disobedient little babies and stay at home barefoot and pregnant taking care of them while you toil in the hot sun for two dollars an hour all day. Oh please, knight in shining jalopy! Stop and pick me up so you can show me the life I've always wanted!"

So if I ended here, I'd sound pretty racist, eh? I don't care. But I'm not going to end here.

When I was walking home yesterday, I was directly confronted by a white man. As I approached the crossing of a gas station exit, he leaned out of his 90s model Honda Civic and said, "Need a ride?"

First of all, if I didn't want to be walking, I'd drive myself. Second, if I didn't have a car, I'd ride the bus. Third, even if I did want a ride, I would never jump into some strange dude's car just because he's offering. Stupid!

At this point in time, I have more annoyances than pleasantries to report regarding my walks home. Although I have walked by other bipedal and cycling commuters who have simply said, "Hello." It's nothing big, but it's a breath of fresh air.

posted by platkat @ 4:36 PM