A shitty Tuesday…

…which technically began Monday night.

As regular readers know I spend my Monday nights engaged in throwing pointed projectiles in the Seoul International Dart League.  Last night was no exception as we ventured out to play the Tailors at a new bar in Itaewon called Fabrik.

It's a smallish place, although I guess it has more than one floor. I confined myself to the area where the dart boards were located however. It's not the type of place I would go to if I weren't playing darts though. No real bar to belly up to and frankly, the service was somewhere between slow and non-existent.

It’s a smallish place, although I guess it has more than one floor. I confined myself to the area where the dart boards were located however. It’s not the type of place I would go to if I weren’t playing darts though. No real bar to belly up to and frankly, the service was somewhere between slow and non-existent.

Anyway, I’m ranked #15 in the “A” division and I faced off with the #2 player in the first round of Cricket singles. I was accordingly quite pleased to walk away with 2-1 victory in that match.  I swept the next round of singles, and then went 3-3 in doubles.  Going into the last leg of doubles our team had managed to win 19 legs (20 wins the match) and I scored a bullseye with my last dart to secure the victory for the Dillinger’s team.  I admit to telling myself as I stood at the oche (throw line) “hit this fuckin’ bull so you can go home.”  I did and then I did.  Even after the match point has been decided, there are still 3 team legs to play, regardless of their meaninglessness.  I know the guys get irked when I bail early and leave them shorthanded in the team match, but damn, I’m 60 years old and need my sleep!

It was 11:00 p.m. when I left the bar which got me home at 11:45 and into bed at midnight. Five and half-hours later I was up and preparing for my day at the office.  And that just ain’t enough for me anymore.  I was dragging ass all day.

I did have an interesting experience on the subway ride home.  I caught line number 4 at Samgakji and was happy to have found a seat.  In fact, the car was surprisingly empty.  I noticed the girls across from me covering their faces with scarves before I noticed the smell.  And then I saw that someone had taken a dump on the floor in front of the old folk’s seats.  Damn, that was a first for me.  I was far enough away that I could tolerate the odor, but it was pretty gross to see.  Finally around Myeong-dong someone got the courage to enter the shit-zone and report the problem on the emergency phone.  When the train paused at Dongdaemun a cleaning woman boarded and scooped the shit into a dustpan, and then hopped off again leaving a big brown smear across the floor.  And you thought there was no excitement in my life?

This morning after making the reverse journey to Samgakji I exited the station and observed a pigeon happily pecking away at a big ole pile of vomit someone had left on the sidewalk (a street pizza if you will).  I thought to myself now there’s a perfect bookend. And then proceeded on with my day in the land of the morning regurgitation calm.

 

4 thoughts on “A shitty Tuesday…

  1. Shitty for you, but I had a good laugh the moment I read about the big brown smear. Too damn funny. This could have been France, which is also the land of grudging, half-assed solutions.

  2. I guess taking the dump there in the first place was a half-assed solution.

    And henceforth, “the five-second rule” does not apply to the subway train floor.

  3. “And you thought there was no excrement in my life?”

    Fixed that for you, you’re welcome.
    Cheers
    Thirsty

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