Wednesday, January 30, 2013
168 Days
I hate these people more and more each day. It is almost palpable the vitriol I feel towards them. When I was in Korea I may have hated some of the people I would encounter on the street but at least I liked my students. These fucks I want to break in half every time they open their stupid fucking mouths to question something I'm doing .
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
169 Days Saudi shittiness vs. Korean shittiness
This is a very hard question. On it's face the answer is obviously Saudi but I want to revisit it in more detail later.
The head of the company is coming on Saturday to watch us teach these shit heads. The things working in my favor are as follows:
A) The students will not show up since they don't receive grades in this program and they are at the end of the semester.
B) I barely give a fuck
C) I show up to work and do a yeoman's job of teaching English
D) Not only is this a shitty country this is the second shittiest city in the shittiest region in Saudi so recruiting isn't the easiest thing in the world.
E) I can put on a teaching exhibition if I need to and he is only here to talk shit than leave.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Arrest story
This an excerpt from a chat I had with a friend on fb about my arrest since I really don't feel like retyping it.
I was walking to the gym yesterday and I saw this shitty car
and as you know shitty cars in Saudi is my muse
so I take a picture
this fuck in a dress runs out of his house
runs out screaming
and telling me to come over
I ignore him and keep a walking so I notice he is calling someone
so I'm walking and it is prayer time and I know that I have a problem so I take the side streets . All of the restaurants and shops are closed and I'm equal distance between the gym and my house
so I go to the gym
bad move.
I'm on the side streets and it is cool but after awhile their street design is so shitty that you have to go down this main avenue
So I'm going down and the cop car passes me but keeps going I get to the gyms parking lot so I think Im home free
all of sudden three cop cars roll up on me
they start asking me all kinds of questions about camera
I say don't have one i have this ipod .
SO they call the fat fuck who called the police up there and his bitch ass started asking me questions and then the dude grabbed my bag and I pushed his hands off of it .
The Saudi police didn't like that so they arrested me and took me to the station.
So they put me in a room with the "general" and he starts asking me for the foreigner id . I told him I don't carry it because if you lose it it cost 2000 dollars to replace
so he goes through my ipod and says these are some really bad pictures and then deletes them all
says I'm free to go but now I'm about 6 miles from my house and I only brought about 4 dollars so I don't have enough money to take a taxi .
The entire thing took like 4 hours but I did make some bomb ass burritos so the day wasn't a total loss
I did see the room with the drain in the floor for torturing . Sorry I didn't get a pic next time maybe.
Friday, January 25, 2013
To Mr Gates
Please feel free to browse my blog at your earliest. It will detail some of the places I've been and where I live now and why. And there is a Tumblr on the right with more pictures.
Day 174 Arrested
I got arrested today. I might tell you the story on Friday but def. on Saturday. If you know me on facebook do not mention it . I don't want to scare my wife