Poagao's Journal

Absolutely Not Your Monkey

Apr 20 2005

It’s that time of year again, when the weather beg…

It’s that time of year again, when the weather begins to get hot and muggy, and the burden of a hairstyle is just too much to bear, so I do what I do every spring: I took my clippers and gave myself a buzz.

Immediately I noticed a slight difference in the way people reacted to me on the street. Whereas before I got smiles and nods, now I get startled, almost hostile glares, the kind of look I imagine I probably give out on the street, I admit. Perhaps it’s just the weather today (there’s a sandstorm from China screwing with our already-not-so-wonderful air quality) or some other factor I’m not taking into account.

The subway home this afternoon was crowded, not as crowded as is sometimes is at rush hour, but I have my computer with me so it was a little inconvenient. An old woman was wheeled on at one point. Her wheelchair sported the word “Karma” on its purple leather straps. By the door, a little boy of about 6 or 7 kept staring suspiciously at me. He was obviously of mixed blood, most likely half black and half Chinese. The woman accompanying him looked old enough to be his grandmother; perhaps she was, or some aunt. I had my head down on my computer when I heard the kid ask “What happened to the red? Why’s it all green now?” The woman didn’t answer, so I did, explaining to him that the MRT would make the one line into two lines in the future. The kid seemed really happy that someone answered his question.

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