Diabetic Encounters with Ignorance
(After scarfing down a HUGE delicious pizza.)
Me: Wait up guys! I have to do my shot.
(I pull out my pouch and draw my insulin.)
Old European Man: Oh why not? How old are you?
Security Guard #1: Hey Hey! Sorry but you can't do that shit here.
Me: Wait huh?
(I proceed to give myself my shot.)
Security Guard #2: Yo! Yo! You can't do that here.
Friend: Dude chill out...she's diabetic.
Security Guards: Huh? (With blank expressions.)
Do You Want to Model?
Setting - 4:30 PM Best Buy
Old European Man: Excuse me, do you speak Italian?
Me: Huh? Uhh...no sorry. (I think...dude...I clearly am Asian...what are the chances I speak Italian?!)
Old European Man: Are you an artist?
Me: Wait huh? No...why would you think that?
Old European Man: I like what you are wearing. Do you always dress like this?
Me: Oh this is very casual for me, I just got kicked out of my building because there was a fire alarm. (I think...I probably look hung over, I definitely have not combed my hair, I'm wearing a Hollister sweater, athletic shorts, and rainbow flip flops. What is this guy thinking?)
Old European Man: Oh I like it! What do you study?
Me: Nursing.
Old European Man: I'm a designer for BCBG. Do you wear BCBG?
Me: I buy scarves from them? (At this point...I'm like...is this really happening right now?)
Old European Man: Oh the scarves? I design BCBG dresses.
Me: Oh that's cool!
Old European Man: Have you ever thought about modeling? Can I give you my card?
Me: No, not really? (I'm thinking "Oh cool definitely, but this is probably not real and you're trying to abduct me because I'm 5' 4'' athletic-ish build and dressed in pajamas right now.")
Old European Man: Oh why not? How old are you?
Me: Sorry I just never have? (Lying.) I'm 22.
Old European Man: Really?! You look so young. You look 17!
Me: Oh haha I get that a lot.
Old European Man: Oh okay it was nice talking to you. (Begins to walk away.)
Me: (I think..."Am I too old to be abducted?! Did I just miss my chance at becoming a model?! Haha")
