Sorry for the delay

I have been rather bad at updating this blog.  I’m sorry.  It’s just that there was Christmas, then New Year, and then… Well, I was just lazy, ok?? In addition to this, very few things have been happening to me that could relate to the theme of this blog.  This is becoming less of a blog devoted to the weirdness of the Finns than just the everyday humdrum of my life, and for that, I also apologise.

Okay, things that have been happening that are weird… hmmm….

Maybe I can tell you about the bastard little kids in my neighbourhood.  I’m sure bastard little kids occur everywhere in the world, but when I was growing up, those bastard little kids had at least a little respect for their elders.  At least I did.  Along with a generous and healthy helping of FEAR.

So far this winter I have experienced the following things: kids throwing eggs at buses passing by, throwing snow at buses passing by, and kids heaping snow outside my building’s front door.  Kids throwing eggs at passing buses is clearly retarded. This has never happened to me before, although I’m sure it’s not a phenomenon purely focused on Finland.  Snow is in the same category, though not nearly as annoying as eggs.  Eggs freeze to windshields and other parts of buses, and are notoriously difficult to get off at any point, whether they be frozen or dried.  Clearly, the kids in my neighbourhood are just retarded and have not been disciplined enough.

The kids heaping snow outside my building annoyed me the most, though.  They were equipped with their little bastard hands along with a small sled.  They filled the sled with snow, then brought it to my front door and packed it in tightly.  I was doing some laundry in the downstairs laundry room when I spotted them – being a good citizen, I immediately confronted them and told them to stop.  The kid at the door stared at me and said “We can put snow here if we like”.  I objected, and said that I was one of the people living in the block of apartments and did not take kindly to him and his friend piling snow up in front of our door.  The kid continued in his role of small bastard, until I threatened to call the police – piling up snow is an offence, I said, and you will be sure to get a fine or at least your parents will beat you.  At this, their demeanour changed almost instantly.  The fact that I had a phone in my hand and pretended to dial “police” numbers on it might have helped.  The bastard kids immediately began to clear the snow away, and then after a few seconds, could be seen racing down the street with their sled in tow.

I felt like a victor.  The kids and the snow were gone, and I was free to go through my front door without additional trouble.

I was struck by how well-behaved I remembered being as a child.  At least I would never have dared to oppose an elder with such preposterous claims as these kids did.  I may not be a frightening old lady, but I’m certainly a grown-up…  How things have changed.  This makes me feel old.

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~ by ainothefinn on 18 January 2010.