Friday, March 04, 2005
el presidente esta aqui (again)
you all may remember a little while ago when the president of mexico was at my school? well i have another story.
yesterday i was at the bookstore, which is in the basement of this old church, returning a book. i was standing at the cashier, which is right at the bottom of the stairs. i was a little nervous because i was returning a book i had already read and for some reason i thought that was wrong. but the girl was letting me return it. anyways...
all of a sudden i heard this thundering footsteps behind me and i turned around and there were about 20 extremely large men in suits with earpieces coming down the stairs. they started looking all around the bookstore, which is basically this huge labyrinthine room and is extremely easy to get lost in. and they were picking up books and looking at them and throwing them back down, it looked kind of like a ransack.
i looked at the girl at the register (this is the point in the story in which, when i was telling it to mike, he said in a tough guy voice "we have an illegal book return here"). so yeah anyway i looked at the girl and she whispered "the president of the dominican republic is here." and pointed at some guy. i don't know if it really was because i'm not totally sure of what the president of the dominican republic looks like but cool. so yeah apparently i saw the president of the dominican republic.
then i got back to my office and got an email that apparently my friend's brother is on american idol. has anyone been watching that?
life is so interesting here.
you all may remember a little while ago when the president of mexico was at my school? well i have another story.
yesterday i was at the bookstore, which is in the basement of this old church, returning a book. i was standing at the cashier, which is right at the bottom of the stairs. i was a little nervous because i was returning a book i had already read and for some reason i thought that was wrong. but the girl was letting me return it. anyways...
all of a sudden i heard this thundering footsteps behind me and i turned around and there were about 20 extremely large men in suits with earpieces coming down the stairs. they started looking all around the bookstore, which is basically this huge labyrinthine room and is extremely easy to get lost in. and they were picking up books and looking at them and throwing them back down, it looked kind of like a ransack.
i looked at the girl at the register (this is the point in the story in which, when i was telling it to mike, he said in a tough guy voice "we have an illegal book return here"). so yeah anyway i looked at the girl and she whispered "the president of the dominican republic is here." and pointed at some guy. i don't know if it really was because i'm not totally sure of what the president of the dominican republic looks like but cool. so yeah apparently i saw the president of the dominican republic.
then i got back to my office and got an email that apparently my friend's brother is on american idol. has anyone been watching that?
life is so interesting here.
