# posted by Damon @ 7/05/2006 09:52:00 AM
Over some 4th of July beers, a friend of mine told me an interesting story. He had been home in the Czech Republic recently and was taking a bus back to Sthlm. A "nice" girl was sitting behind him, as he says when he means she's hot. They didn't speak, but later when the bus entered Sweden, all but these two and one other person got off so the driver asked them all to sit in front so he could clean the rest of the bus. So again they sat near each other but said nothing. Later when they were getting off the bus in Sthlm, she asks for his number, and he gives it.
He didn't hear anything from her and assumed he wouldn't. They didn't even know each other's names. But she sent him a text "This is my new number." So they starting messaging and emailing and whatnot. (This is like online dating backwards.) They arranged to meet and he found out a lot. She had come for a summer job to earn some money for the university she had been accepted to back in the Czech Rep. Supposedly a guy living outside Sthlm, who was a friend of a relative or something like that had a job for her and a place to stay. When she first arrived it was fine. He brought her to his place, made dinner, and opened a bottle of wine. Then this 40 year old friend of someone tried to get this 20 year old girl in bed. She'd have none of it. There was no job for her, he didn't give her keys, and the one time they have gone outside together into the city, when she asked about the places around them, he said she didn't need to know. So she has been just staying inside this creep's apartment for a couple of weeks. She arranged to meet my friend when she was going out with this old guy. Once they were out, and she asked if they could meet my friend, the guy said "No, you are here with me." But he was already on the way to the spot and after they met, the old guy just left them here. She didn't know how to get home, so my friend helped her figure out the subway and whatnot, and helped her apply for a few jobs.
My friend offered for her to stay with him and she initially said hell no, since that arrangement had obviously gone wrong just weeks earlier. While neither of them trust each other, she must have decided that she
knows the old guy is trouble, whereas my friend only
might be, so she agreed. Well from my perspective my friend talks about her like he likes her, so he's not dangerous to her, but may be after the same thing the old guy was.
That is where it stands now. I thought that was better than usual bar conversation, and hope that she makes the move without any trouble and that the old guy isn't a total wacko.
2 August 2005: Italian guy moves into shithole temporary building used as MSc student housing and called "The Container" (there is also a bar in the city called that, but it has never sounded enticing enough for me to check it out.) In the summer it's full of Finnish girls, so that helps cushion the blow of how crappy it is. The Italian guy starts going out with one of them. She goes home, the Italian guy and I both move out to better places, and I hear that he's been to Finland a few times to see her. I'm talking to him now (asking what he's doing for the World Cup final and he's going to be on a plane.) and he's still with her.
Me: "some benefit to living in the container eh?"
Michele: "oh well, yes i would say the best benefit over the time in sweden"
So there is it, free degree be damned, my friends are hooking up in Sweden but not with Swedes. As for the Canadian that repeatedly shot me down? She's in Spain for a month visiting her hookup.
PS, if someone else would post something interesting for me to read, I wouldn't have to post such stupid stuff.
i dont mind. i come over here everyday to check out what's going on. but if it bothers you, you could always start your own blog. i'd obviously link to you and read it.
i try to make an effort every now and then to post some sort of update here, but it's usually pretty lame, and understandably so since i post mostly on my own.
if work wasn't so carzy i'd post more often. if i had more time in the afternoon or spent less time away from the computer i might post more but i do read this thing like a monkey on crack.
I check it really often, and that's what drives me to post something because you can only look at the same exact page so many times.
....so just visit once a week.