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Things from Ohio
Mar. 16th, 2003 04:09 pmFor a couple of days, Matthew and I were Ali's friends from Minnesota. She always introduced us that way. I've never really thought of myself as anything "from Minnesota." One of the people she introduced us to suggested that this is because I never leave Minnesota. I can't argue that.
They make fun of us, but Matthew and I know our state is superior.
The guy at the coffee shop asked us if we were Capital students (Ali's school is Capital University). We're both wearing sweatshirts from our respective colleges; Matthew's ("Maverick Forensics") isn't as obvious, but mine says "Minnesota" in big letters. We tell him we're not, we're visiting one. He explained that he'd asked because they give a discount to Capital students. "And it's a dollar off sandwiches, so it's a good deal," he said. "Since you're visiting someone and you wouldn't be here if not for that, I have to give you the discount." I smiled.
Speaking of Matthew's sweatshirt...it precipitated an interesting conversation between him and the guy at Subway, which was mostly about Iraq and the Ivory Coast (or Cote D'Ivor, as Matthew calls it for forensics, actually). It totally confused the lady who was in charge of the cash register. I thought it was great.
I have eaten a lot of turkey and provolone in the last week and a half or so. Even at Subway. They didn't have cheddar, they had provolone. Yet another reason to love Ohio.
Tuesday night we went to a salsa music thing. An annoying, stupid guy hit on Ali and she tried to be nice to him. He asked me about my t-shirt; I was wearing my "Give me ambiguity or give me something else" shirt, iron-on transfered courtesy of Matthew. I think that makes three people who've asked me about it; I don't think much of the intelligence of any of them. The only other thing he said to us was to ask if we were a couple. Matthew nodded or said "Yeah" or something. Ali added, "Actually, tonight we're a few." I laughed. I know the conversation was all forced, I know she was trying to make the point that she wanted him to go away, but that seemed genuinely funny to me. I told her so after we left. "We make a good few," I said. She agreed.
Matthew says that when he gets control of nuclear weapons Rockford, Illinois, is going to be the first town to get nuked. I won't complain. Illinois is stupid in general anyway. Besides Rockford not labeling state or U.S. highways in their town, we had the oddest experience driving into, I think, Peoria: we found a stoplight, a parking lot, and an upcoming airport when we were supposed to be on the interstate. Crazy state.
They make fun of us, but Matthew and I know our state is superior.
The guy at the coffee shop asked us if we were Capital students (Ali's school is Capital University). We're both wearing sweatshirts from our respective colleges; Matthew's ("Maverick Forensics") isn't as obvious, but mine says "Minnesota" in big letters. We tell him we're not, we're visiting one. He explained that he'd asked because they give a discount to Capital students. "And it's a dollar off sandwiches, so it's a good deal," he said. "Since you're visiting someone and you wouldn't be here if not for that, I have to give you the discount." I smiled.
Speaking of Matthew's sweatshirt...it precipitated an interesting conversation between him and the guy at Subway, which was mostly about Iraq and the Ivory Coast (or Cote D'Ivor, as Matthew calls it for forensics, actually). It totally confused the lady who was in charge of the cash register. I thought it was great.
I have eaten a lot of turkey and provolone in the last week and a half or so. Even at Subway. They didn't have cheddar, they had provolone. Yet another reason to love Ohio.
Tuesday night we went to a salsa music thing. An annoying, stupid guy hit on Ali and she tried to be nice to him. He asked me about my t-shirt; I was wearing my "Give me ambiguity or give me something else" shirt, iron-on transfered courtesy of Matthew. I think that makes three people who've asked me about it; I don't think much of the intelligence of any of them. The only other thing he said to us was to ask if we were a couple. Matthew nodded or said "Yeah" or something. Ali added, "Actually, tonight we're a few." I laughed. I know the conversation was all forced, I know she was trying to make the point that she wanted him to go away, but that seemed genuinely funny to me. I told her so after we left. "We make a good few," I said. She agreed.
Matthew says that when he gets control of nuclear weapons Rockford, Illinois, is going to be the first town to get nuked. I won't complain. Illinois is stupid in general anyway. Besides Rockford not labeling state or U.S. highways in their town, we had the oddest experience driving into, I think, Peoria: we found a stoplight, a parking lot, and an upcoming airport when we were supposed to be on the interstate. Crazy state.