Incident 2:

I went to Galleria 2000 in Salmiya tonight, and just after parking my car this Indian guy came towards me and stopped next to the car. I opened the door then he said “Alsalamo alaikom”

I said “wa alaikom el salam”

He said, with a broken english, “Do you speak English?”
I said “yeah, I do”
He shook my hand and said “Hi my brother”

I said “Hi”, by that time I was completely out of the car. He asked me where is Mahboula. I was surprised, I told him “It’s really far from here” and I pointed the direction… like that would help!

He told me that he just came to Kuwait and he works in the hospital in Salmiya and doesn’t know his way to his place Mahboula. He was breathing heavily and sweating. I told him he should get a bus or a taxi and they’ll take him there. He told me that he went on the bus and it dropped him here, and now he just has 100 fils. I was like omg, not one of them beggars again, I had it with them. Then he said “the bus told me he’s not going to Mahboula at this time, and I don’t have enough money for the bus or the taxi, could you help me?”

Now here, I remembered all those stories about those people who do this for a living, just asking people for money… so I didn’t wanna look like an asshole, so I said “I don’t have cash on me” though I did, but I just didn’t want to be “fooled”… but then the guy just burst into tears… I can’t tell you how in a second my heart was broken… I mean seriously, to see a man like that cry, I swear to God I almost hugged him… I got my wallet out and gave him what I think is enough to get him a taxi there, and maybe a snack.

Poor guy… I don’t care if he was acting or whatever, even if he was, he deserves it for the performance… but he really broke my heart… I went into Galleria still thinking about him, I even went to the cafe and almost sat next to a stranger whom I thought was my friend just because their laptop’s color matches… felt like an idiot of course, but oh boy that cappuccino was 3 quarters foam!

Incident 1:

I went with Miq to Peacock, the Chinese restaurant, in SAS hotel to have lunch. So here’s what I ordered: Hot and Sour Soup, Chicken Noodles and Chicken with Black Pepper Sauce (which was number 62 on the menu). Ok, now after the food arrived we start eating. Me and Miq admire the good taste of the black pepper chicken, and how original it tastes. It was so black but a bit chewy. Anyway, so we finish eating, and btw they had some really good green tea, ask Miq. So I ask for the check. I get the check. There was something wrong, the black pepper chicken was 4.something KD not 6.something KD.

Guess what people? We were eating meat! now talk about being “fooled” … me and Miq both said at the same time “oh, and I was wondering why it was so dark and chewy!” … but yeah, I admit it, it tasted really good… before I leave, I checked the menu again only to find that the Black Pepper Meat was number 95… ma 3alaina… the tea was good though… did I say that?

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Incident 2.7

I was driving back from Salmiya, but I had my sister’s car… mine has no AC at the moment. Queen’s Innuendo played on the CD… so I hit that gas real hard baby, and felt like a bad boy… the good kind of bad boys of course!

Ok maybe not a bad boy, something cathartic maybe…

Here’s Innuendo