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Thursday, August 30, 2007

This needed an entry of its own...

Go back to yesterday... after my nap, before meeting up with Leon and Amy I was getting ready. Now this entails explaining the bathrooms. There is a bathroom for men and one for women. They had two stalls in the women's, one with a western toilet and the other a hole in the ground. The one sink was outside of the stalls, right near the door to the hallway that remained open, with a big mirror in front and terrible lighting, but the best in the place. There was a separate room down the hall for showering, but that's not important.
I was standing in front of the mirror, as I explained, basically in the entry for the bathroom. I was wearing a dress, had my make-up on and was doing my hair... when along came a spider! Well, not a creepy crawly spider more like a creep!
This old middle eastern looking, short, fat man stopped at the entry (not even half a meter from me). He had the cheekiest grin on his face that was anything but cute, as he stared at me through the mirror.
I finally turned and looked at him and politely said hello without being too friendly... it was more of a warning that I was aware of his staring at me. He asked me some ridiculous questions about where I was from and who I was there with (according to him I had a man waiting for me), but that didn't seem to faze him. I had my arms up because I was doing my hair and as I was pulling my hair tighter to my scalp, this man pokes my bare underarm as he, trying to use a cute voice, says: "You are naked under there!"
AAAHHHHH!!!!
What?! What?! I just looked at him, straight faced, but LORD did I want to laugh!!I kindly told him to never touch me again, I even said please. He tried to say the same line again, but I just looked at him and shook my head... he didn't get more than a syllable out. He looked down, sad and said have a good night and walked off... that was the last I saw of him. FREAK!
Why do these things happen to me?!

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