Since a blog is just a place to gripe, with the occasional nod toward something substantive, let me just say that HELL IS A RAINY DAY IN CHINATOWN. I'm 6'2" which means that most Chinese hold their umbrellas at just about my eye-level. I know I'm a grumpy old fart, but have you noticed how people use their umbrellas as projections of their egos? Even when it's not raining and everyone else is happily walking along under an open sky, there's always some dipshit with his over-sized, entire-sidewalk-occupying umbrella wide open. What's the message he's sending? Asshole. Heaven help us if he gets his hands on a baby-carriage....
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Egos in the Rain
Since a blog is just a place to gripe, with the occasional nod toward something substantive, let me just say that HELL IS A RAINY DAY IN CHINATOWN. I'm 6'2" which means that most Chinese hold their umbrellas at just about my eye-level. I know I'm a grumpy old fart, but have you noticed how people use their umbrellas as projections of their egos? Even when it's not raining and everyone else is happily walking along under an open sky, there's always some dipshit with his over-sized, entire-sidewalk-occupying umbrella wide open. What's the message he's sending? Asshole. Heaven help us if he gets his hands on a baby-carriage....
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