Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Alex, the man from Minnesota...or Wisconsin?

After posting a bit about this fellow, I feel the need to further explain exactly what kind of guy he is, just in case you don't like him already for hitting a small Korean girl.

His name is Alex, and he is an abrasive jerkoff. There are varying degrees of how bad he is, but on the whole, he is a really shitty dude. Here are a few vignettes, if you will, into the personality of Alex whatshislastnameidontknow:

- At Sponge, he likes to point out girls he has slept with. If they are not ugly as sin, you can be sure they were drunk as sin when he picked them up. I have witnessed this. They have trouble standing when they leave with him.
- Once while at Sponge, I asked him for a cigarette. He said he had some, and that they were on the table where he had been sitting. Approaching the table from the dart boards, I notice he is with two pretty girls, both unfortunate enough to be in his company. I reach for what I believe to be Alex's cigs, and one of the woman says, "hey, those are mine." I immediately release them and apologize, but she laughs and says she is joking. I chuckle, and take one from the pack. We might have been about the chat, but I feel Alex's arm slide over my shoulder as he points to the girl, beer in hand, and says, "Hey, don't fuck with my friend." I leave as quickly and uninsultingly as possible.
- In a taxi once, he found out I had a degree in Writing and Journalism. He proceeded to rant about how great John Grisham was and how prolific his works were. I said that I was pretty sure Grisham only wrote thrillers for the legal genre, like Dick Clarke for horse racing, or Tom Clancy for the military. He told me I was wrong. When he asked what authors I liked, I dribbled out the usual list of prose and romantic authors. He then brought up some other NYTimes best-seller thriller writer. I was done talking, but unfortunately, not through listening.
- Just yesterday on a bus, he brought up John Grisham again. I told him I did not like Mr. Grisham's books. He started talking about religion and the renaissance, saying something about pre-WWI. I said that original renaissance was not long after the dark ages, and it was mostly inspired by religion with tapestries and paintings on wood. He was referring to the most recent renaissance, which I'm not even sure is considered a renaissance. He also thought that people were taking drugs in the 15th c. to inspire their art. I assured him that these artists may have been crazy, but they wouldn't have been able to paint or weave that precisely if they were fucked up on shrooms or absinthe, or whatever it was back then, it anything at all. I'm not even certain of this, but I know neither Van Gogh nor Picasso were born in the 1510s.
- At Cream with Allan and Kristyna, Alex told Kristyna that she might consider getting liposuction on her legs, and that, if she ever had the need, he knew of a good backalley abortion doctor. (Allan wanted to kill him)

Those are just the most memorable, but believe me, he is a real arsehole. He's also had a coldsore on his lip for nearly a month now, and I've seen him kissing a few girls in that time. NOT COOL, DUDE.