Have you ever tried to go to the bathroom in the Oakland Public Library?
If yes, it would be an experience that you won’t forget in your whole life!
Yesterday, I went to the library to print a discount that allows two persons to get into a salsa club at the price of one ticket. (Before I forget, I think that would be a very good idea to buy a printer for the students, so students could print. I don’t mean that we should have free prints, but you could sell print cards or you could establish a price for each copy…This is not a complaint letter, but only a suggestion!)
Anyway, while I was there I had to go to the bathroom…urgently!
When I reached the door it was locked and there was a sign that said to ask at the information desk for the key.
So I run to the desk and I asked the librarian for the key. At this point he showed me this very big and strange object that didn’t look like a key at all. It was like a sculpture of abstract art or a torture instrument. The object was a little black plastic thing tied with a big iron ring, tied to a heavy iron and big thing and on that thing there was a paper with the instruction to use the key. The instructions were incomprehensible for me, not because it was a difficult English to understand, but because I couldn’t believe that we could open a door waving something over a something else…
I mean, in all my life I have always opened and locked doors with a key, but, I was sure, I had never done something like that to open a door before. And the most important thing was that I couldn’t believe that I had to carry with me the whole big and heavy strange object. So I tried to dismantle the most little part from the other stuff, under the incredulous sight of the librarian. But the whole thing was tightly tied together! I surrendered and I asked the librarian if I had to bring the whole stuff with me. I think he couldn’t believe that I didn’t understand so he only repeated me for three times that I had to read the instructions and that the bathroom was upstairs.
I was really in a hurry so I decided to bring the object and that I would try to use it in some way when I would be in front of the door (maybe also by hitting the handle of the door with the iron part…It was an emergency!).
Finally, when I reached the door, I passed by chance the plastic part near the electronic device that opens the door. The door opens automatically and I could enter. It was like an enchanted door!
Very often it happens to me that I feel stupid in the US and it’s not only because I can’t understand the language, but because I find myself in strange and unbelievable situations!
I wanted to share with you this story so, thanks to my experience, everybody could go easily to the bathroom next Tuesday...
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2 comments:
I am laughing so hard that my side hurts.
Thanks for the "heads up".
jajajaj <(Mexican smile), that was fun, I know what you mean. I would like be there to see you with the big stuff in your hands, sounds funny.
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