Why do you have to stare at me? Why? Yes, I'm Indian, and so are you. Yes, we happen to be the only Indian people at whatever place we're at. There's still no reason to keep staring. Why? Maybe you didn't expect there to be another desi there? Maybe you're surprised to see someone else with a year-round tan? Maybe you're an idiot?
Ok, it's been about 5 minutes, you can stop pretending to not stare. I'm sorry, my mistake, you're not even pretending not to, just brazenly STARING RIGHT AT ME. Now I tire of your antics and stare back, asking "Yes?" And you finally walk away. That's right, run you bastard, run.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment