The holidays, as they call them (well it’s just 1 bloody week, that’s like leave) mean that we get to spend very precious seconds (about a trillion of them) away from those nut-cases, aka bosses!
The last time I was with a member of this species (Bosses), the punk had told me (after requesting to be off till Feb 3rd, it’s the HOLIDAYS goddamit!!) “Younga man, when I was yo age (they always try to be philosophical), I loved my work, which is why I have climbed the ladder to get where I am, there was no time to rest. Bill Gates once said, at a conference in San Fransisco (like it matters where the hell he said whatever the hell he was going to say), a man’s wealth is measured by the time he spends on increasing the value of his resource (Okay first, that was some bullshit, makes no damn sense, and second, Bill Gates only talks about micro-chips and shit!), in other words son, I need you back here on 27th Dec at 8am, not 7.55, not 8.05, but 8. And remember, you are entitled to my opinion!” Punk!
So the precious seconds are spent watching movies and avoiding relatives, what with their same bullshit of;
“Ehhh, hello, long time”
(Yeah, long time indeed, what’s the answer to that greeting)
“Well done”
(What’s the answer to that as well)?
“Merry Christmas and happy new year!”
(Ahhhh whatever!!)
So you avoid those characters coz of the monotony of the same greeting, and settle for the telly where non-stop movies with a Christmas theme are order of the day, like the movie of a chap who “hated Christmas” but by the end of it, he loves it! (yawn yawn)
However there will always be an American movie, where those selfish capitalist war-mongering punks will always try to convince us how “bad” they are. Like that 1997 movie Red Corner by Richard Gere where the chap is a businessman in China, just like these chaps here in Kikuubo that own Supermarkets, then he gets in some shit in China and has police chasing him down the streets after he has disarmed a chap that was trying to kill him in a cab, so he somehow gets his ass on top of a shanky buiding (or is it hut, it’s China in a US movie u know) then he sees an American flag about 7 buildings away (shanty ones at that) and makes a run for it, never mind he still had handcuffs tight on his wrists, and he probably saw a Ugandan flag just next to him but didn’t give a damn about the stupid thing.
Long story short, he jumps over the roofs, and runs all the way to the “mighty empire” embassy and jumps down the road! What? U said what? Broken legs? Oh no, remember the bit of “he’s American?”, okay, so he jumped down, dislocated his shoulder, grabbed it and popped it back then raced to the gate of the embassy where they opened the gates for him. And no, ALL the motorbikes that were chasing him for some reason appeared to be moving soo bloody fast, but they just couldn’t get this handcuffed chap, those silly Chinese, or rather, those super ballistic Americans!
The Unit (a series) didn’t fare any better (in my books, even though they clearly don’t matter), well these guys had their friend kidnapped in Iraq, and like a thousand angry “insurgents” ready with camcorders and blackberrys to film this guy and post the stuff on youtube, asking for a million or so dollars, and for the unconditional pulling out of US troops from Iraq, and oh, a bonus request for Israel to end the Gaza siege the second they view this clip. But since these are just a thousand gun wielding angry Iraqis, the Americans just need to send 5 of their “black hit squad SWAT team”, and to our amazement, they rescue the guy – and kill 999 guys, they just leave one to tell the story to the entire country, and to their kids, grand kids and great grand kids – DON’T MESS WITH AMERICANS, even if its just 1 chap!
Long story shorter, much shorter, I settled for a weird series from
1 comment:
hahaha...dont knock that indian flick...it was nice....
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