Annoying girl 1- So, I stopped going to my swimming classes. Not happy about it. I developed a skin allergy I don't know from the chlorine in the water or the recent lack of hygiene in the pool. So this girl in my class from khabgah asks me,'Why don't you come to class anymore?' accusingly. I tell her i've got a skin allergy. She responds, 'Really? Show me!' like honestly, i'm going to show you my rashes just so it would satisfy your curiosity of whether or not i'm making an excuse for not coming to swim class.
I'll be honest. The skin allergy wasn't the ONLY reason why I quit. The other girls from the class were a bunch of annoying Iranian college students. Which, apparently, is very cool in the Iranian world. And the timings for the class were when ALL the iranian people decided to come to swim. So the pool wasn't empty how I like it. Plus, I really didn't wish to see old n***d Iranian women in the showers. Seriously. So it was a combination of all these factors plus my really demoralized spirit at that point of time which made me fed up of everything. Literally everything. And I quit my swim class. I will now just go to the pool on my own and practise whatever i've learned till now. I don't intend to be an expert swimmer in life. Heck, I would love to if I had the chance! But its just a bit hectic with all the hawza studies thrown in. I wish I could take a semester off and only concentrate on sports. That would be amazing. I played volleyball today. I suck at it. Lol. I'm not that bad though.
Annoying girl 2- This arab girl in my class. So I bring my spongenbob mug to class cuz I want to buy tea from the furushgah downstairs during the break. I'm sitting in class besides her sipping my tea and she stares at my mug and says very slowly and condescendingly, 'Howwwww can you eeeeeeven buy such things!' I look at her gingerly and ask why. She says 'Go and research what this spongebob sqaurepants is all about. It is only meant to brainwash children. I ask her to tell me how. She's like, 'I don't know. But you should go research!!'
Are you freakin' kidding me? ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME, WOMAN! People need to just let me and my spongebob mug be. -.-
(I also have a spongebob squarepants pillow, if that helps tick her off further.)
Other annoying women- This is an iranian thing. When random, well meaning, older, curious iranian women quiz me about my family- if I was Muslim from before, and what my REAL name is- they also throw in a mandatory 'How many siblings do you have' query.
When I tell then I just have one older brother, they gasp and faint in astonishment and lower their heads and nod in disappointment. 'Why didn't your mother have more kids!?' is often their follow up question. 'I don't know. Maybe she didn't want to.' They look scandalized and sad. I try to be nice and tell them it's actually okay and that I think it is important to concentrate on quality rather than quantity and that maybe if my mother had had more children, God knows how they might have turned out. This is unacceptable for them. 'Well, they raised a lovely girl like you! (They could have raised more like you.)' is their flattering reply. I tell them there are many examples of Muslim women giving birth to half a dozen children and can't ensure their good upbringing and they just turn out to be troublesome creatures for the society ruining the Muslim image altogether. This is also unacceptable for them. (I don't know why I continue to defend my parents' choice instead of just telling them to mind their own business.) I still try.. 'It's actually fine. I love my brother and we're very close.' They ask with a lot of emotion, 'Don't you wish you had another little sister/brother?' 'Pfft. No!' is my prompt reaction. They still look sad and I decide to leave them to themselves. One of them, said to me while ending the topic, 'Well, you're a hawza student. YOU should definitely have more kids!' A little exasperated and offended, I tell them, 'Well, I don't know if i'll even have any.' Their expression is epic.
Annoying gross, disgusting, creepy, honey seller-
This guy is by far the most atrociously annoying person i've met lately. There's this bazar which isn't too famous for its kind shop keepers. I enter a natural honey shop and tell the guy i'm looking for some normal good honey. He shows me a variety and I pick one when then the customary 'Where are you from' follows. I tell him India. On hearing this, he starts to recite some love poetry he learnt in Hindi, which I don't understand because his accent is crap. I'm giving him my best disinterested look.
This does not deter him and he goes on to tell me how he's a single man looking for an Indian wife. He looks and smiles at me. I almost throw up in my mouth. I tell him i'm in a hurry. He picks a paper and says 'I'll write my whatsapp number for you! Here you go' and puts it in the bag along with the honey. I just stand there dumb founded. I was disgusted to the core. Here's this creepy-looking, clean-shaven, Arab guy old enough to be my father looking for a cheap affair. And he gives ME his number.
Great -.-
Hahaha @ Spongebob being a conspiracy against children!
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