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Hi all
Despite what you may be thinking (interest in computers + delusions of grandeur = lonely nerd), this comic is actually about someone else.
While
showing my Japanese friends around, we went to Healsville because they
had to see wombats. Apparently seeing a hairy pig sized/shaped animal
asleep all day is a huge Draw card for tourists. Anyway, Healsville is
well out of Melbourne, so we had to catch a train for an hour, then a
bus. The train ride was fine, in fact aside from my Japanese friends
trying to get some police officers to pose for a photo (while the
officers in question were in the process of throwing two shady looking
guys out of the train station), the trip was uneventful.
The bus
trip was hell. My Japanese friends did what every Japanese person seems
to do on public transport... fell asleep. I was stuck sitting in front
of a friendly looking young man (15-17 my guess). Here is where the
comic comes in. Visually he was a little overweight, but hell I've
never let something that superficial cloud my opinion of someone.
The
problem was the smell. In Japan there were a fair few people I taught
who had bad breath. My favorite combination was coffee cigarette and
turds. I have no idea how they managed to get that combo coming out of
their mouths but it was eye watering.
Anyway back to this
young traveler. This guy had B.O. He must have been walking around all
day because I could smell the sweat. And I don't think he wiped
thoroughly.. if you know what I'm saying. So before he even opens his
mouth (he needs to open his mouth to breath - as do many overweight
people) this guy stank! I'm glad no-one is allowed ot smoke on the bus
because it would have blown up the entire thing!
And then he did
open his mouth... I could literally taste his breath! My nose had
truely shut down by that stage but my taste buds were screaming at me
to end the torture! So I'm sitting in front of this guy. I have
resigned myself to the BO and shit smells, but I found that as long as
I face forwards, I don't get a direct hit from his breath.
Then
my Japanese friends wake up (they are sitting across the isle in a
non-stinky zone, and they want to talk to me. So I turn my head to
respond, and almost throw up (no exaggeration).
Finally he got
off the bus, but it was definitely no the end of it. His smell lingered
for a full 30 mins after he left, even with the windows down.
So anyway, this brings me back to the comic.
That guy (I am certain) has trouble getting girls. He may think it is
his weight, but I know plenty of girls who care more about personality
than weight. He may even have trouble making friends, and he probably
doesn't even know why. I seriously hope his friend(s) alert him to that
glaring problem. It may cause some initial pain but the long term
benefits would surely be worth it!
umm... oh yeah, world
domination is put on hold this week, waiting on new thermo nuclear
reactor (i.e. playing guild wars still).
Ro out
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