Monday 22 October 2007

The life of the goat

(Jinshanghai)

Being born on a year of the goat, it is not surprising that stubbornness is one of my most prominent character treats. I consider it a life saver, but it is cumbersome at times. At times it is just funny. I’ll share with you a little piece of the theatre of my life:


(Morninglori)

Driving from home to our work place, through a small one way street, I come nose to nose with a guy driving a jeep (the wrong way) that gesticulates irately that I should go around him over the sidewalk.

I point to the street sign and stop the engine.

The guy stops the engine.


(Glenn illustrates)

Time goes by and several drivers behind me, either back away or go around us over the sidewalk.

A friend of the other driver comes by and starts remonstrating with me, telling me that his friend only lives a block away in my direction, implying that is for him very logical to ignore the street sign.

I don't bulk.


(Peculiar Pet Portraits)

The man then starts wrestling with his friend to get behind the wheel in order to move the car without his friend loosing face. The guy doesn’t give up.

I am enjoying this.

After twenty minutes, a street cop strolls to us at a leisure pace and gestures to me to go back.

I point to the street sign.


The cop tells me that I am obstructing traffic. What a wonderful men’s world this is.

I ask the cop his civil servant number.

The cop gesticulates to the other driver to go back.

He does, but only enough for me to go by and clearly with the intention of continuing in the wrong direction after I have passed.

I don’t bulk.


The cop finally, fed up, indicates to the guy to back out the street. That he does, parks his car around the corner, gets out –a little guy with O legs- and directs his fury to the cop that has let him down.

I drive on. My day is good.

I really don’t know if I do right or wrong with all this. Estella tells me that it is not worth the hassle, and she is probably right. But standing my ground in a men’s world, gives me a kick.

Blame it on the goat.

5 comments:

  1. HA! Love that story. Congrats for beeing so strong! Looks like your daughter got this hero-thing from you. She was my hero this morning, when I heard what she did in her PJs *lol*

    I'm quick with my heros, yeah...
    Blame it on the fire horse, that's me :)

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  2. Fun story! Good for you for standing up for yourself. :)

    Hmm, I wonder what the rooster's main trait is...

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  3. I like this story - so well written :)

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  4. I love it!
    I do that all the time...
    It drives people nuts!
    But oh I love it sooo much!
    Good on you! :)

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  5. Mommy Star, keep it up! I enjoyed this story a lot.

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