28. Site work ...

Two socks ...
Four layers under my rain coat ...

And it was still cold ... when is the summer coming back.

27. GYM card ...

I think ... where there is a store/shop on the main stress and there are items on its display ... people should understand that it is selling something ... not in Canada apparently ...

In this country ... you have to tell people what is sold in that store ... and you have a long list of shops called: Business depot, Home depot, Office depot, Fitness depot, Liquor store, Beer store, Super store ... and you can guess that Liquor store would be my favorite.

Couple of months ago ... I lost my gym membership card ... it was one of those days that I had to go to different stores to get different things ... and I thought it has fallen out of my pocket at one of these stores.

On my next visit to the gym ... I put a sad face on and told them I have lost my wallet, which wasn't true as I had only lost their card ... but they still charged me for the replacement.

Last night that I was looking for a Liquor-store bag to take a bottle of wine to a dinner party ... I found the membership card in the bag ... and I bet the retard who is sitting in the gym front desk would not give my money back if I tell him I have found the lost card.

26. Snow ...

Unbelievable ... it didn't stay on the ground but it snowed on the second week of October in TO ... amazingly scary and cold ...

25. The confused Doc ...

As B was working on Saturday and no one else was offering a lift, I had to get a taxi to the airport ...

With my poor speaking and the taxi-center's poor comprehension ... I ended up with a cab in front of my door step an hour earlier ... as I gave up trying to make the guy understand there is a difference between:

"No, I want a cab in an hour time", and
"So, you don't want the cab"

When I heard him speaking on his phone ... I realised he is Russian ... it turned out that he was from Azerbaijan ... he knew good Russian/Turkish (which he preferred to call Azari) and a bit of Persian/English ... that explained why we couldn't communicate.

As our broken conversation carried on ... he simply said "I'm not happy here, I used to be a Dentist back in my country, I have not been able to work in my own field after being here for 11 years" ... I felt sympathetic for him but in the same time I became motivated to pursuit my goals and continue to swim against the current.

24. Who wants to be a Millionaire ...

Many nationalities have moved to North America in various stages of history in search of a better life ... although their life-style may somehow be better here than their homelands ... they have to work very hard and long to pay the expenses of a moderate life-style.

Soon they realise that their only asset, time, is limited ... and no matter how much they work their life-style can not go above a certain level ... as a result they count on their chance/luck to win lottery (less than 1 in 1,000,000) and buy lotto tickets daily ... what a sad ending.

23. Up and down ...

She went up and I went down on Monday 17th of September ...

22. Amsterdam ...

I liked many things about Amsterdam ...
Now Ill add to that list ... WIFI ...
There is nothing more entertaining than having (of course you pay for it) a wireless Internet connection to kill 11 hours of time I had to wait for the connection flight ... as I could not exit the terminal ...

21. Shoot ...

This is the second post about old people ... I don't know why? maybe I fancy old birds, maybe I'm getting old, ...

Last night ... I saw an old lady on my floor coming out of her apartment with a small bag ... I gave her a smile and she nodded back ... as I was unlocking my apartment's door ... I noticed that she didn't stop in front of the lift ... I became more curious to see what is she up to ...

The result ... I found out my building has a garbage shoot (after 3 months) and there is no need to take the bags every morning downstairs ...

20. B612 ...

I was trying to meet up with a classmate from 1999, which I knew he was living here.
For almost 3 months, we exchanged emails and phone calls, but always had conflicting plans and were not able to meet up.

Until one evening when I was walking down Yonge street I saw a familiar face with a coffee in his hand and we just walked into each other.

It is an amazing world and sometimes its even smaller than B612 for the Prince.

19. Sensitive or sensible ...

When I first got to Canland I was staying in a guest house ...
After the first couple of weeks the landlord asked me to change my room and go to a basement bachelor, which seemed good, as I would have my own kitchen/service ...

But it turned out to be a nightmare ... the smell of neighbors cooking, the noise of people walking upstairs, as well as the screaming washing machine and central heating was unbearable ...

One day that I was so mad with all these nuisance ... I called the landlord and told him I cant take it any more ... he showed up with an air refreshener and him and his partner tried to convince me that I'm too sensitive and they cant hear any thing.

Sensitive or sensible ... I knew I had to move quickly and I did. I saw one of the other guest in that house in gym couple of nights ago, which made me jot these lines.