the people you meet

i and a friend happened by each other getting out of one of the busiest metro stations. she was waiting someone else so we decided to park it and chat. there was some ugliness earlier from some teenagers (am really starting to not like kids) but will not go into it here.

from my left i hear "bella negress, bella negress!" some crazy-looking old dude (am being all p.c. here by not saying that he actually was crazy) was shouting at me. its a nice sentiment (especially since the punk teenagers had been about the opposite) but a bit embarrassing. he then comes closer, still not modulating his voice even though he is two feet from me. he shouts (translation) "congratulations on being a beautiful black woman". he then reaches over, grabs my hand and kisses it.

he walks around the corner and i think "whew, thats over and done with."

But wait theres more! he comes back for a second helping of yours truly and shouts "i've always wanted to go to Africa, but its too hot. Stevie Wonder is yours," i dont really get it either but hey.

by the way, I totally did not make this up, my romanian friend translated for me