Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Bryant Park Lunch

Here's the view of my nice little getaway lunch at Bryant Park - just pick up your food from a deli, sit at a random chair and enjoy. There's live piano music in the background too, for free. Wishing summer never ends.


Behind this view is the New York Public Library


There's the pianist (with his yellow piano) and some random New Yorkers
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I Saw The King!

On my way to work yesterday, I chanced upon this Burger King shoot right in front of my office building. (That's a fake bus stop by the way.)





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Friday, August 08, 2008

Your Lunch Hour (should) Revolve Around Me, Because The World Does

Imagine this situation.

A guy from way back calls a girl and tells her he'll be in town. He asks her if they can have lunch on a work day - and if she can treat him out. Fine. (Only because she makes a bajillion times more money than him, so fine.) The girl was early and got a table at this restaurant. He arrived and they said hi (after not seeing each other for almost 4 years). As soon as they sat down, the guy starts taking out his video camera and started showing the girl 20+ videos of himself:

- making speeches in front of a crowd
- shaking hands with the masses
- in his travels
- hugging little kids
- making more speeches in front of a crowd
- more shaking hands
- more blahs

.. and other really boring stuff that apparently appears very interesting to him.

And then when he noticed the girl was bored with these videos, he starts talking about himself more. I did this. I am a head of this. I did a project here. I am dating this girl. I am the youngest this and that. I am a teacher, a Ph.D student, a media personality, a hearthrob, a politician. I am the most f*cking awesome guy in this f*cking planet.

For one hour.

Yes, one hour it was all about him. It's not like the girl had a 10-hour lunch break! She thought this is a total waste of time. He just had to take the whole time to talk about his sheer awesomeness. Maybe because he didn't hear an ooh or an aaah from the girl, that's why he had to keep on going. She wasn't impressed, if at all, she was dying of boredom.


The girl's facial expression was like this

And then she cut him off and asked, "After talking about yourself for one hour, aren't you even going to ask how I am doing?". He was defensive and said that the girl didn't want to share what's up with her. Didn't want?? Or didn't have a chance?

Perhaps out of obligation, he asked her "So how did you get your job?". And she answered. He didn't have further questions. Nothing about how's life in New York? How's your marriage? How's your family? When did you last travel? Where's your next destination? Are you having kids soon?

He didn't want to hear that she was doing so much better now that she did before with him. He didn't want to know that she lives in a fabulous Manhattan apartment (when he still lives at home with his family), she has a fabulous job (something he never thought she would achieve because women can only do so much and be this much) and a fabulous husband (when he can only date women 8 years his junior - they may be pretty, but they are naive and stupid). He didn't want to hear about the many places she's been. He didn't want to admit that she's become more successful, hotter, richer, sexier than ever! (haha, ok maybe not all of that)

This guy hasn't changed. He still lives in this fantasy world that revolves around him. He's still a self-absorbed, arrogant prick. He tells her she hasn't changed, but he won't admit that he hasn't.

How I wish this is fiction, but it's not. This was my latest experience with my ex. He told me he's glad that we're friends again... but the last I checked, friends are supposed to care about each other. Not just about one's self. I mean, bless his soul but my wish is that someday, he'll meet someone who can put him in his place.

Some things never change. I told David about this when I got home, and it gave us a good laugh.

2008 Beijing Olympics

Today kicks off the 2008 Beijing Olympics. China has done a great job in its very lavish opening ceremony in Beijing. What a historic moment. Happy 8-8-08 everyone! May today bring you great luck!








Photo credits: NY Times

Friday, August 01, 2008

One Thing About Traveling

...that I hate. It's missed connections due to flight delays.
I am at Chicago O'Hare right now waiting inside the aircraft as mechanics figure out some technical problem. David and I have been traveling for 16 hours from NYC and we've only gone as far as Chicago! 3 more flights to go before we reach Montana... yes, a less than ideal itinerary, but in concept, it's the best we have right now. I hate american airlines! That's why I prefer international travel, or nonstop anything.
This is horsesh*t.