Sunday, November 15, 2009

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED


YES!
I got another achievement, this time for having a guided tour of a crematorium.
I knew I got the achievement as soon as I walked in the door.
That place was pretty creepy. Clean, but creepy. Some jobs are better left to people who enjoy doing jobs like that. That place would take serious balls of steel on my part to work in. Forgetaboutit.

SO ANYWAY.

Last night was my last dj night I think. Just can't be longed with the complete lack of love in that place. Last night I dj'd to about 25 people when the dancefloor was heaving, and 0 when it was less heaving. FAIL.

It has been snowing here,

Well, not today anyway, but it has been really really cold.
The journey to school has changed from a 6 minute sprint on the bicycle to a 15 minute half slipping onto my back half holding onto pavement side railings and fences and small trees style teeter along icy pavements. Now when I get there it isn't just my ears that hurt, it is everything, including my respiratory system, air that is -3˚C hurts your FACE.
It is comical because everyone in my immigints class feels the same, everyone basically has come from somewhere if not a bit warmer, then very much warmer.
To name a few: Arsene is from Burundi, which makes me laugh every time I don't know why. And I only remember his name because it is the same as the Lord's. He speaks french and english.
Hector is from Cuba, and he the local salsa dancing and judo fighting teacher, he is the coolest dude there is. We went to visit him at the Sundsvall Salsa Festival, which was full of swedish south americans with tattoos and swedish accents all rocking out, and Hector up in the midst of action with mad women around him. That guy rules. He only speaks spanish, and a little bit of swedish, so communicating with him is impossible except to say "como estas" and "hasta luego", occasionally.
Then there is Kuannngghuhhg, from Thailand, who as far as I have gathered, has 2 kids with a swedish guy, but only speaks english to him at home, but when I try to speak english to her, she doesn't understand a word of it. Which is slightly strange, but can be highly amusing. The best was when I asked her to bring some Thai food in for me to try for lunch on Monday and she obliged, and me and my new mate Christian, had thai food for lunch. Epic win.
Christian is from Luxembourg. He said one of the truest things to me the other day: "You know what would really be the good shit? If they made a movie with Bobby Peru and Frank Booth in it". I was inspired.


YES!!!!!
Two achievements in one post. This one is for enrolling at the local lending library. The first book I took out was Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy by John Le Carré. It is good.



Monday, November 9, 2009

JOBSWORTHS

a strange place.

Chapter 9.

So I was sitting in the local indian restaurang on friday night, and after having ordered our food, the waitress offered to take some drink orders.
"What beers do you have?"
"Well, we have, cobra and -"
"yeah, perfect, I will take a cobra."
"Ok, can I just see some ID?"
"WUT?"
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The next day, Martina and I were at SSSSYSTEM BBBOLAGET buying beers and ciders because we were having a few people over that evening, Saturday. So we had to get down there sharpish because it closes at 3 pm, oh you have something else to do that day? No you don't because Systembolaget is about to close. So Martina is emptying the basket onto the conveyor belt, and I am rummaging in my bag. After matey behind the till has finished scanning everything, he looks up and says a bunch of stuff in swedish to Martina, she turns to me and says, "Yeah, he wants to see your ID too". And I am like "oh my god what the..." Whatever.