RANTING/VENTING MEGATHREAD 3.0

So, what I'm getting out of this is that the ladies in yoga pants in Daiso are down to party.  Good to know.  I'm not sure I've ever stepped into one of those places.  That's going to change this weekend, fer sure eh.

Not just in Daiso. You need to chase them down in grocery store parking lots, and hover near them at bus stops, too. Everyone knows those are the best places to find ladies who can party hard. Bonus points if they have more than one stain on their shirts and have their hair up in messy top-knots. That basically screams "hot girl summer," and you should totally follow them home to seal the deal.

Nah, it's the same here as it is back home as far as I know, they're either just hoping you'll give them an "in" to hook up with you (pretty much guaranteed that's what they want if it's a Korean man), or they're not from around the area and are hoping you'll give them the details for some good partying somewhere.

Either way, I'm the wrong person to be asking, lol. It's always the creepiest dudes at the most inappropriate times, too. Anyway, no worries, I always have my trusty shank on me, thanks for the looking out!

No means no, CO4, take a hint.

I got hit on by a creepy gay dude late last year, and when I told him I'm straight but don't care that he is gay, he got creepier and tried to convert me.
So after he got a bit too creepy, I said: "I carry a switchblade on me, and I enjoy using it." It freaked him out and then he left me alone haha. For the record, I don't own a switchblade. At least not yet...

lol. fair, i guess i dont virtue-signal enough (on this website) to beat him in this distinction

i have the high ground

I got hit on by a creepy gay dude late last year, and when I told him I'm straight but don't care that he is gay, he got creepier and tried to convert me.
So after he got a bit too creepy, I said: "I carry a switchblade on me, and I enjoy using it." It freaked him out and then he left me alone haha. For the record, I don't own a switchblade. At least not yet...

Like I totally don't have a shank... or do I? 

You'll never know until it's too late. 

"I carry a switchblade on me, and I enjoy using it." It freaked him out and then he left me alone haha. For the record, I don't own a switchblade. At least not yet...

I don't know about switchblades, but balisongs (butterfly knives) are dirt cheap and widely available in Korea.
They're a lot of fun to play with, unless you're a blithering idiot and spend an entire day grinding a nice edge, then hold onto the wrong part of the handle so that that the sparkly edged side of the blade swings against your fingers when you inevitably fail to close it properly and end up having to go to the clinic to sew up the huge gash on the back of your fingers and have to claim that you dropped a plate rather than admit to being a total dumb-ass while your friend is smirking the whole time because they know better and you have yet to live it down 5 years later.

I don't know about switchblades, but balisongs (butterfly knives) are dirt cheap and widely available in Korea.
They're a lot of fun to play with, unless you're a blithering idiot and spend an entire day grinding a nice edge, then hold onto the wrong part of the handle so that that the sparkly edged side of the blade swings against your fingers when you inevitably fail to close it properly and end up having to go to the clinic to sew up the huge gash on the back of your fingers and have to claim that you dropped a plate rather than admit to being a total dumb-ass while your friend is smirking the whole time because they know better and you have yet to live it down 5 years later.

This is too specific to be a hypothetical.

I once had to get stitches in one of my fingers because I accidentally stabbed myself with an especially sharp pencil.

Everyone in the clinic I went to kept looking at me like I was an idiot. And yeah, I was an idiot, for being totally ****** honest about how I got that hole in my finger. I'd been watching a lot of House at the time, though, and didn't want to die of rabies or worse just because I couldn't tell the truth. Ended up getting a shot in my butt, too.

I hate this story, lol.

Hypotheticals can be specific!

I suspect that the shot in the butt was punishment for being an idiot  because graphene can't host either rabies or tetanus which is what those shots are often for.
Although on second thought it mightve been some kind of antibiotic/vitamin cocktail that docs here are so fond of, which would make sense.

And sometimes lying your butt off is a *great* idea.
I tripped and got hopelessly tangled up with some barbed wire in Beijing. Some of the cuts got badly infected, and I had to go to the hospital to have necrotic tissue cut out. Fever or no, I had the presence of mind not to mention trespassing etc to the doctors there. The clinic I got dumped in, by the way, was pretty amazing: everybody there had nearly perfect English, the offices were super high-tech and clean as well. Definitely exceeded my expectations. Travel insurance (world nomads)  covered nearly everything.

This reminds me of a couple of years ago. A boy in my class started crying really hard. I turned around to see what was wrong and saw that another boy had stabbed him in the arm with his pencil. Bleeding nicely, so off to the hospital. A couple of stitches.

The 'stabber' had always had learning problems, and a flash temper. To quote another student "He's broken." The 'stabbee' was, and still is, the nicest, smartest kid you'll meet. It was all over sitting too close.

That was his last day. Relief all round. The kid still unerves me when I see him on the street

He's hiding in the shadows. Pencil in hand. Waiting for the right moment to strike. Be careful out there.

Don't lead him too close or he'll erase you. It'll look like something out of an HB Lovecraft novel!

I suspect that the shot in the butt was punishment for being an idiot  because graphene can't host either rabies or tetanus which is what those shots are often for.
Although on second thought it mightve been some kind of antibiotic/vitamin cocktail that docs here are so fond of, which would make sense.

According to House, it definitely could have been rabies. This would have been clued in by the fact that the initial treatment of my wound resulted in me going into a coma and bleeding out of my ass. Then the diligent doctors of the ER, after finally managing to get me stable enough to wake me up from said coma, would have confronted me about my dishonesty and eventually gotten me to confess that I had not, in fact, gotten injured while wrestling with a bear; however, I'll still be too embarrassed to give them a straight answer, so then the doctors would have had to break into my school for answers because what other choice had I given them? And then they'd come across the offending pencil, which they'd know is the right one because it'd still have blood on it and also the right shape for the hole in my finger. But they'd also notice the chew marks along the pencil's shaft, and they'd take it in for testing, upon which the test results would confirm their suspicions: an animal infected with rabies had been chewing on it prior to my using it. So then the mystery would be solved but I'll be dead in 24 hours because rabies is a death sentence once symptoms appear, and it's my own damn fault had I just been honest about it sooner.

I was going to say it was probably for antibiotics, but I actually do remember them saying that the shot was for tetanus because I couldn't tell them the last time I had gotten a tetanus shot, lol. I don't know if it was because of my pencil injury or if it's because they thought I should have it, though. 

Did you know that emergency rabies shots used to be administrated in sets of 20 with large bore needles right into the belly (stomach adipose tissue)?  Yikes. 

According to House, it definitely could have been rabies. This would have been clued in by the fact that the initial treatment of my wound resulted in me going into a coma and bleeding out of my ass. Then the diligent doctors of the ER, after finally managing to get me stable enough to wake me up from said coma, would have confronted me about my dishonesty and eventually gotten me to confess that I had not, in fact, gotten injured while wrestling with a bear; however, I'll still be too embarrassed to give them a straight answer, so then the doctors would have had to break into my school for answers because what other choice had I given them? And then they'd come across the offending pencil, which they'd know is the right one because it'd still have blood on it and also the right shape for the hole in my finger. But they'd also notice the chew marks along the pencil's shaft, and they'd take it in for testing, upon which the test results would confirm their suspicions: an animal infected with rabies had been chewing on it prior to my using it. So then the mystery would be solved but I'll be dead in 24 hours because rabies is a death sentence once symptoms appear, and it's my own damn fault had I just been honest about it sooner.

I was going to say it was probably for antibiotics, but I actually do remember them saying that the shot was for tetanus because I couldn't tell them the last time I had gotten a tetanus shot, lol. I don't know if it was because of my pencil injury or if it's because they thought I should have it, though. 

HaHa, I think you finally edited it so that no one can come back with any snarky "That's what she said" comments.  The original version was really asking for it with "They insisted on poking me in the butt." 

Did you know that emergency rabies shots used to be administrated in sets of 20 with large bore needles right into the belly (stomach adipose tissue)?  Yikes. 

Yeah, my dad had to go through the experience after he was bitten by a racoon, lol. I don't think it had to be 20 at the time, though, it was more like... 5? I guess that's how much they managed to improve the process, haha.

Apparently still painful, though.

HaHa, I think you finally edited it so that no one can come back with any snarky "That's what she said" comments.  The original version was really asking for it with "They insisted on poking me in the butt."

ShhhhHhhHhhHhh. 

Or maybe he had to get sets of 20 five times? 

It was one of his war stories from before my time, and I can't ask him about it now.

Get the hate out of your heart.

Breathe!

Let that "bug" in your bathroom live.

Get the hate out of your heart.

Breathe!

Let that "bug" in your bathroom live.

Don’t use my personal email address that you are able to access because you are inexplicably a mod to send me harassing emails.  I am glad I didn’t pay to join this site so you don’t have access to my credit card details.  Creepy and inappropriate and immature on your part.  Please don’t do it again. I’m asking you politely to acknowledge this and apologize.  Don’t just delete and pretend you didn’t do it. 

Don’t use my personal email address that you are able to access because you are inexplicably a mod to send me harassing emails.  I am glad I didn’t pay to join this site so you don’t have access to my credit card details.  Creepy and inappropriate and immature on your part.  Please don’t do it again. I’m asking you politely to acknowledge this and apologize.  Don’t just delete and pretend you didn’t do it. 

What did the emails say?

What did the emails say?

The inappropriateness wasn’t so much the content as the fact that he accessed my private information to send me email.  There is a message function on here he could’ve used.  Why he didn’t I am not sure. Another user came on and said Van had used his personal email as well but Van quickly deleted our discussion.  Anyways, that is info that is used to register on the site.  Not for him to use to contact us outside of waygook.org.  His doing this might explain the lack of female participation on this site.  Van scaring people away.   Because he deletes all discussion that calls him out we can’t know who else he has creeped on.  Vanislander, the journalist warrior oddly takes a strong stand against free speech.  Our comments here will be deleted once he wakes up from his soju slumber.