Wasn’t that over about one month ago when I was in the city centre (Prague) walking from a wine bar to… which one was it… Burger King, when a trio of guys started chatting to me in a friendly way. !
I started complaining about Hong Kong, how obsessed people were with English words like ‘prestige’ and ‘elite’ , while they seem to have absolutely no idea what the word ‘elite’ even means, or, how to use it.
There’s a Latvian so I started blowing the trumpet about a Latvian bakery/ bread business in Hong Kong started by two Latvian engineers. There’s a Mexican speaking fluent English who also didn’t like snobbery drawing a distinction between ‘Prestige’ and stuff for the regular people of the general population. I started chatting about how harbour seals got raped by sea otters, biology is so fascinating. When was that? After about one hour of chatting. A dead duck got raped by a homosexual horny duck. And that’s a fact. The sea otter , of course, also raped a dead dog for seven days straight. It didn’t end after one or two rapes. It was going on, and on, and on.
And then I was chatting with the guys the following night too, Czech Latvian Mexican… … … a bit like meeting people from social networking, such as, Couchsurfing.
I am wondering, was the Mexican guy flirting with me? He was complimenting me, saying that I was wearing a nice jacket. Then, complimenting me, saying I had nice handwriting. I was handwriting a very short Czech poem, I think. Or something about systems of counting in the Czech language.
Is that what men do to flirt? Passing complimentary compliments like ‘your jacket is nice’ + ‘your hair is nice’ or whatever?
What can he do with that anyway? A visitor in Prague living in Italy / Croatia, if information he gave me is correct- I did not verify any of it.
It is perhaps taboo/ controversial/ too shocking, that the harbour seal got raped by the sea otter, so many times. But, as a matter of fact, that happened. And, if I’m out there, socialising, befriending people, once I do it long enough, I notice that people are not all that nice- they take advantage of me, they manipulate me, they intimidate me one way or another, they use me , one way or another. That happens sometimes. Commonly. It depends on who I am dealing with. Some people never manipulate, never use someone else for something. Some people have integrity. At first, it is hard for me to tell. It is too difficult for me, to discern. It’s all such a mix.
So, perhaps it is just nice, fun, and liberating, to intimidate (at least freak out) other people, before they go and intimidate me, undermine me. Like, I got used for resources. A strange Czech lady even asked me for whiskey+ vodka two nights ago. NO. I don’t see why she’s not going to just buy herself a bottle of whiskey herself. Plus, I don’t bother keeping that stuff at home because I just don’t drink any. So, don’t expect me to provide any of that stuff. And she gave really hilarious excuses to try to justify such a request – to ‘recover’ after doing excruciating yard work. So, she needed whiskey . So manipulative, ready to take stuff from me at my expense. Hilarious.
I am not happy about how I get treated by other people, sometimes. I wish people would just treat me with decency, common courtesy, respect, honor and common sense. Legally, not criminally. Some people did criminally undermine me in the past, yes. Perverts. There’s a bit of a fear.
The dudes.. . … Oh bread of Latvia… … … I had such a hilarious laugh, talking bullshit about sea otters – actually that’s not bullshit, it’s grim and gross but they did those really not very nice things to baby seals. It’s too madly boring to keep going on about things like ‘Hi, where are you from, … what’s your job, … … ‘
Yah, are you flirting? How do you flirt?
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