01 November 2000 ~ Helena is smart...

I honestly had this conversation earlier this week. Not a word of it is exaggerated...

"Hey, you... Girl... Java Girl..."

"My name is Helena..."

"Helena. Okay. I'll remember that now. You're a student, aren't you, Helena?"

"Well, not right now..."

"You go to SUNY. I've seen you waiting for the bus for SUNY..."

"Um... no... I don't go to SUNY."

"Oh, you go to Broome [Community College]?"

"No, I'm not in school right now, sir."

(You can always tell when I'm a little pissed off because I start calling people "sir" and "ma'am," and I don't look like I really mean it as a gesture of respect...)

"Oh... you're not in school? Wow, I thought you were! And you looked so smart too."

"Thank you, sir, I'm glad you think I look smart. I'm going to go back to work now. I appreciate your comments on my intelligence."

FUCK that shit. I LOOKED smart but I must not be because I'm not in school?

I would like all of these people to sit on a railroad spike.

Love,
~Helena*