Thursday, June 14, 2007
more on buddha
S: This woman then whipped out her cell phone, and called God-knows-who and started yelling, right in front of the receptionist, "This fucking bitch won't let me in the gallery, I mean, now I don't know if I even WANT to see this stupid exhibition anymore," and I had been holding back but I finally stepped in and asked her what the problem was.
A: I cannot believe it, what is wrong with her?
S: And she just rolled her eyes in a huff and said that her "friend" who was already inside the gallery, had forgotten to leave her ticket at the front desk, and I gave her the option to either pay the measly $10, or walk through the gallery to locate her friend, or leave. And she huffed around and swore, and was like, "I can't fucking be-LIEVE this." And I just wanted to say to her, do you not find any irony that you are having this asinine hissy fit in front of the Zen Buddhist exhibit?
A: Well, there you have it for Buddhism in New York.
A: I cannot believe it, what is wrong with her?
S: And she just rolled her eyes in a huff and said that her "friend" who was already inside the gallery, had forgotten to leave her ticket at the front desk, and I gave her the option to either pay the measly $10, or walk through the gallery to locate her friend, or leave. And she huffed around and swore, and was like, "I can't fucking be-LIEVE this." And I just wanted to say to her, do you not find any irony that you are having this asinine hissy fit in front of the Zen Buddhist exhibit?
A: Well, there you have it for Buddhism in New York.
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