Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label story. Show all posts

Sunday, April 7, 2013

آپاچ با دو زن آپاچی شد



- سلام
- سلام
- محمد؛ بچه ها بهم میگن آپاچ
- ... آبپاش؟ چی رو آبپاشی میکنی؟ (ها ها ها...)
- نه نه؛ آبپاش نه، آپاچ! آپاچی بوده که شده آپاچ الان.
- آها... حالا چرا آپاچ؟
- راستش شناسه یاهوم آپاچی بود قدیما بعد دوران لیسانس که با بچه ها چت میکردم و اون اولش که کسی کسی رو نمیشناخت و همه هم رو به شناسه یاهو هم میشناختن من شدم آپاچی. بعدنا آپاچی مخفف شد به آپاچ و چون محمد زیاد بود تو دانشکده دیگه من شدم آپاچ. که دیگه شد اسم مستعار من.
- عجب... حالا چرا شناسه یاهوت آپاچی بود؟
- اون داستانش خیلی طولانی و قدیمیه. من بچه که بودم خیلی به این فکر می کردم که شناسه یاهوم چی باشه بعد هِی یه چیزی میذاشتم چند وقت بعد عوضش می کردم. محمد هم خیلی به نظرم رسمی بود و هم خیلی باهاش حال نمی کردم. تا اینکه یه روز فیلم دو زن رو دیدم. فیلم دو زن یادته؟ ماله تهمینه میلانی. من خیلی با تیریپ نیکی کریمی و مریلا زارعی تو فیلم حال کردم. بعد یه جاش هست که نیکی کریمی داره به تهمینه میلانی میگه «گروه خودمون دیگه؛ گروه آپاچی ها»، من یه دفعه فکر کردم که چه اسم باحالی هم شر و شوری توش هست و هم یه کم اعتراض و کلا با اسم آپاچی حال کردم. این شد که شدم آپاچی.
- بله [...]

پانوشتها:
- خلاصه این داستان این بود که من چگونه من شدم (با تلمیح به ما چگونه ما شدیم)
- شاید اینو باید زودتر اینجا مینوشتم ولی بالاخره دیرتر نوشتن بهتر از هرگز ننوشتن است
- عریضه (ثانیه دهم به بعد)

Saturday, August 7, 2010

high



01:15 AM

1. What a night!
2. How dark it is!
3. How cool are those red lights!
4. WTF, two people are crossing the street.
5. I hate jaywalkers in dark clothing at night.
6. Should I honk the horn for them?
7. emm, no f**k it, damn teenagers, let them have fun.

in the meanwhile...
hey, that's a red light!
hey, the light is red!!
hey, that's red!!!

...and
I passed the red light!

PS1: I wasn't on any drugs!
PS2: Petition

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

shorty



I was going to tell you shorty's life story, but then I thought it would be long and BoOoring. So I will just tell you about one of shorty's decisions and how he feels about it. I may tell you the whole story later when I get a sponsor. So stay tuned! :D

The following is a FALSE story and is not based on any truth. It is also dangerously boring. Readers discretion advised!

Once upon a time, [blah blah blah...] shorty used to be a shy introvert weak boring kid, being picked up for mocking all the times because of his size among other kids. He was thinking of how he could survive his school life until he realized that to be a survivor he could be the smart [...] kid picking on others [and ...]. So he changed and became the "kid leader".

*** He grew up and grew up and grew up but his size did not change a lot. ***

He learned that picking on others is not good [as well as ...]. However, there were other things that have been changed while he had no idea about them.

*** [...] ***

Nowadays, he sometimes does something just for the sake of doing that something and sometimes he thinks thinks thinks and thinks a lot about doing something that he misses why he was actually going to do that something. He suspects that maybe a mixing approach is the best solution as it is always the case. However, he lacks the perfect parameters for mixing and hopes, defining the parameters, not to take him a life time so he will be asking for another life at the end to actually get a chance to use his mixing.

FIN

PS1: Looking for typos in the story, I found out that it has nothing interesting and sucks.
PS2: I'll post it anyway because here is just a draft.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Dark blue hoodie story!



I'd heard of white miniskirt story in Vancouver, but I've never thought of dark blue hoodie story!

What follows is a TRUE story!

... 1 AM

scene: me leaning on a wall, three weird guys chatting by a bus stop...

- Hey you, come here! I don't like you hanging out with yourself there!
   What's up? Are you graduating tonight?
- Kinda, I was hanging out in a friend's place and now heading home.
- Do you want to earn some money?
- Nop.
- I can pay you $100 every night to distribute for me!
- I'm not interested!

(two other guys started to tell the third guy to let go of me!)

- I can pay you $150 if you like!
- Nop.
- OK, what do you do?
- Nothing, just waiting for a bus!
- No, in general!
- I'm a student.

(two other guys still telling him to let go of me!)

- So don't you want to be on your own?
- Nop.
- So don't you still have the courage?
- Nop.

... third guy disappointed!

[Me leaving the gang laughing in my mind:] you guys have a good night!

PS1: I've been offered and asked for drug when I had my dark blue hoodie on before, but this was a whole new experience!
PS2: It seems there is a correlation between being a drug dealer and wearing a dark blue hoodie with the hood on, or my data points are not enough!
PS3: Hey you bastard, I'm just a grad student leaving my office late!
PS4: I hate stereotypes!