Friday October 17, 2008
Alrighty then, I am in the back seat of this4-runner by choice, the Bulgarian nightmare is driving and I am typing so as not look up, he drives like crap! There are not many people in the world that I have ridden with that I would prefer to start a day earlier and walk the 150 k to where ever it is we need to go! I think my real problem aside from the fact that I need to take motion sickness pills when he drives is I just don’t like, trust, or give a darn about him and I think that’s what bothers me because I generally like everyone! So anyway imagine and I will convert speeds for you best I can, imagine seated in the front seat of a tin can at 55 mph and just enjoying the ride and all of a sudden you here the engine rpms go through the roof! You look up and you see a line of cars with no space in between in front of you, yet this doof-wad wants to pass them all, oh wait did I mention the large passenger buses lumbering down the road towards you, did I mention we are in his lane! So we wait until a fly cant fit between us and the bus and he forces the vehicle next to us to swerve off the road so we can fit in. guys I was curled up in a ball in the front seat and cussing him as if he was a rabid dog. I called him every name in the book! He is an arrogant, insecure little psychologist! Anyway, tomorrow is go day. Punk will fly to Germany, I will meet here there, and we will spend 6 ½ days together doing who knows what and really who cares as long as I can hold her hand and kiss her face! I really miss the chaos of home! Working extra jobs and coaching and begin awake more than asleep really doesn’t seem that bad when you miss the ones you do it for. Not saying my intentions were always for others when I was working but hey, I am human! At least when I want something I will work for it! So we are almost to Mitro and I am just babbling but it is keeping me from looking at the road and throwing up or hitting him in the face. Oh I need higher intervention, I cant stand him! Lord grant me the patients and the knowledge to deal with Tim, Lord he ha good intentions but I feel as if he is just immature and ignorant to what he does. Lord please place your hands on this vehicle for I would like to see my family again! Also lord I ask for your guidance in dealing with him.
Ok so we left Mitro and now we are at gate 1, the drive up wasn’t that bad because of the big trucks that followed us, they cause him to drive like a human instead of some wanna be race car driver! One thing I have learned is, in Bulgaria, to shake your head side to side means yes and up and down means no! Go figure, they are backwards. Also My little buddy likes to make horse sounds and tick tick noises when he has to stop and think, this frustrates me beyond belief.
So I am sitting here listening to dream weaver and thinking about meeting punk. My sister sent me an email about CHOW. That is the universal greeting of goodbye here. It becomes a habit after awhile. My Buddy Giovanni from, ANYONE? Italy! Yea yall. He is so funny, he is me with an Italian accent. He loves to tlk to me because of my thick draw, I explain to him where I am from I don’t have a draw, he just has a hearing problem. I have however learned that when I speak I most speak slowly, these folks just don’t understand Texan! I tried to explain it but they cant get it. Giovanni has learned how to say Howdy mam. Its so funny!
Now you might ask yourself if gate 1 is my responsibility why am I sitting in the truck, well I shall explain. See we are on a mountain and there is a really good drop off here and I am extremely tempted to throw Tim over the side so here I sit. No, really its because the workers are doing there jobs and Tim is out there sticking his nose in every butt crack he can find. I have spoken to the people I needed to and now I am letting him do whatever it is he does. See when he is here he wants to run the show, when he is actually supposed to be supporting me but he thinks because I am an American that people are intimidated by me or that I am rough because I asked direct questions, they believe you should beat around the bush and I aint got time for that. If you wanna sit over coffee and pump each others ego’s enjoy, I wanna know what I need to know to get the job done. Example: I saw JURJI this morning, I walked over and said good morning, we shook hands and he said, I am sending this group to gate 1 as promised and I don’t know when I will be able to go again, I responded with Jurji, you told me you would do this and now you are. I understand you have a bunch of things going and I promised I would not bother you and I haven’t, he said yea you are right but that one and he pointed at Tim, that one has been bothering me constantly! I just smiled and said I apologize for that but I understand your position and when you can you will. He smiled, nodded, shook my hand and said thank you! Now I ask was I undiplomatic, rude, or intimidating! Sounds to me like Tim is the pain and not the Big American!
Oh well, I will just sit and talk to yall. I am so excited, tomorrow and I am out of here! I am going to another country and chilling out for a week. Something else I have noticed is all the people from cold area’s are wrapped up as soon as it gets cool, but the Americans from the south continue to dress for summer, what’s up with that? They are used to it being cold and we are used to the heat yet when the temp drops they are wrapped up like Eskimo’s, I don’t get it.
Ok so before we leave I ask if I can drive, he said why, I said to be honest your driving scares me and its only a matter of time before you cause a major accident and I don’t wanna be riding with you when you do. He got pisses, Guess what? I drove! HEHEHEHE!
Bye
Biggen
Alrighty then, I am in the back seat of this4-runner by choice, the Bulgarian nightmare is driving and I am typing so as not look up, he drives like crap! There are not many people in the world that I have ridden with that I would prefer to start a day earlier and walk the 150 k to where ever it is we need to go! I think my real problem aside from the fact that I need to take motion sickness pills when he drives is I just don’t like, trust, or give a darn about him and I think that’s what bothers me because I generally like everyone! So anyway imagine and I will convert speeds for you best I can, imagine seated in the front seat of a tin can at 55 mph and just enjoying the ride and all of a sudden you here the engine rpms go through the roof! You look up and you see a line of cars with no space in between in front of you, yet this doof-wad wants to pass them all, oh wait did I mention the large passenger buses lumbering down the road towards you, did I mention we are in his lane! So we wait until a fly cant fit between us and the bus and he forces the vehicle next to us to swerve off the road so we can fit in. guys I was curled up in a ball in the front seat and cussing him as if he was a rabid dog. I called him every name in the book! He is an arrogant, insecure little psychologist! Anyway, tomorrow is go day. Punk will fly to Germany, I will meet here there, and we will spend 6 ½ days together doing who knows what and really who cares as long as I can hold her hand and kiss her face! I really miss the chaos of home! Working extra jobs and coaching and begin awake more than asleep really doesn’t seem that bad when you miss the ones you do it for. Not saying my intentions were always for others when I was working but hey, I am human! At least when I want something I will work for it! So we are almost to Mitro and I am just babbling but it is keeping me from looking at the road and throwing up or hitting him in the face. Oh I need higher intervention, I cant stand him! Lord grant me the patients and the knowledge to deal with Tim, Lord he ha good intentions but I feel as if he is just immature and ignorant to what he does. Lord please place your hands on this vehicle for I would like to see my family again! Also lord I ask for your guidance in dealing with him.
Ok so we left Mitro and now we are at gate 1, the drive up wasn’t that bad because of the big trucks that followed us, they cause him to drive like a human instead of some wanna be race car driver! One thing I have learned is, in Bulgaria, to shake your head side to side means yes and up and down means no! Go figure, they are backwards. Also My little buddy likes to make horse sounds and tick tick noises when he has to stop and think, this frustrates me beyond belief.
So I am sitting here listening to dream weaver and thinking about meeting punk. My sister sent me an email about CHOW. That is the universal greeting of goodbye here. It becomes a habit after awhile. My Buddy Giovanni from, ANYONE? Italy! Yea yall. He is so funny, he is me with an Italian accent. He loves to tlk to me because of my thick draw, I explain to him where I am from I don’t have a draw, he just has a hearing problem. I have however learned that when I speak I most speak slowly, these folks just don’t understand Texan! I tried to explain it but they cant get it. Giovanni has learned how to say Howdy mam. Its so funny!
Now you might ask yourself if gate 1 is my responsibility why am I sitting in the truck, well I shall explain. See we are on a mountain and there is a really good drop off here and I am extremely tempted to throw Tim over the side so here I sit. No, really its because the workers are doing there jobs and Tim is out there sticking his nose in every butt crack he can find. I have spoken to the people I needed to and now I am letting him do whatever it is he does. See when he is here he wants to run the show, when he is actually supposed to be supporting me but he thinks because I am an American that people are intimidated by me or that I am rough because I asked direct questions, they believe you should beat around the bush and I aint got time for that. If you wanna sit over coffee and pump each others ego’s enjoy, I wanna know what I need to know to get the job done. Example: I saw JURJI this morning, I walked over and said good morning, we shook hands and he said, I am sending this group to gate 1 as promised and I don’t know when I will be able to go again, I responded with Jurji, you told me you would do this and now you are. I understand you have a bunch of things going and I promised I would not bother you and I haven’t, he said yea you are right but that one and he pointed at Tim, that one has been bothering me constantly! I just smiled and said I apologize for that but I understand your position and when you can you will. He smiled, nodded, shook my hand and said thank you! Now I ask was I undiplomatic, rude, or intimidating! Sounds to me like Tim is the pain and not the Big American!
Oh well, I will just sit and talk to yall. I am so excited, tomorrow and I am out of here! I am going to another country and chilling out for a week. Something else I have noticed is all the people from cold area’s are wrapped up as soon as it gets cool, but the Americans from the south continue to dress for summer, what’s up with that? They are used to it being cold and we are used to the heat yet when the temp drops they are wrapped up like Eskimo’s, I don’t get it.
Ok so before we leave I ask if I can drive, he said why, I said to be honest your driving scares me and its only a matter of time before you cause a major accident and I don’t wanna be riding with you when you do. He got pisses, Guess what? I drove! HEHEHEHE!
Bye
Biggen
1 comment:
lil bro, what I tried to discreetly tell you is that CHOW is food or a dog. CIAO is the international greeting!
i love you!
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