Some Guy...

Met quite Some Guy today. French-Nigerian named Adga (I think) who studies political science at the moment but has a degree in Law and Economics. Looks something like 40-ish. Didn't look like one of those dangerous perverted old guy (plus I ran into him in Aleksanderia), but looked like one nervous guy who just enjoyed talking with whoever he find interesting or odd. Still, he chased after me from second floor in Aleksanderia (the heck?!) and caught me off guard on the escalator down to Kaisa with "Where are you from?" My natural reactions is, stare for 3 seconds, smile for three more, recollect my thoughts, "Taiwan." Flash big friendly smile. Evaluate amount of danger. Remind myself I am in Finland, it's not that dangerous. SMILE.

"Oh, I've never met anyone from Taiwan before. I was just wondering if you were Chinese or not. You didn't look very Chinese."

(I wasn't expecting for that comment, but then, no one thought I looked Chinese anyway... Including the Chinese. My next expectation would be that he'd say I'm Japanese or something.)

"No, I am not. I'm from Taiwan."

"Taiwan. As in Taiwan, China?"

(Not AGAIN!!!!!!!)

"Well..." (Bleemy!)

"Is Taiwan an independent country?"

By this point I was wondering if he just wanted to start a political debate with me. Well, he didn't look hostile, and I wasn't in the mind to be hostile myself, so I just smiled and gave him the nice truth.

"Yes. It is." (Okay, China friends don't bash me.)

"Oh. Wasn't Taiwan a part of China?"

(Bleemy! What the heck is this about?!)

"Well..."

"I know Taiwan is not a part of China, but wasn't it a part of China?"

"Well... It used to be a part of the Imperial China, but not the communist China."

*sigh* My feet hurts. I guess there are always some bad with dangerously painful but dangerously beautiful new high heels. I wonder how Carrie survived all these years in Sex and City. Don't matter, I was quite determined to find out what does this guy want from me. Call it adventure, at least he looked like a friendly guy who won't end up taking me to a dark corner in the forest and show me the door to heaven. (Yes, I will go to Heaven one day)

"I'm sorry if I surprised you. (Good manners) I was just curious about where you come from. You didn't look very Chinese. I mean, I was thinking if you were Finnish-Chinese, you know, a mix between the two, but you didn't look very Finnish either. You know, I've met some Chinese before, but never a Taiwanese (all this time I could only smile and nodd). You see, you seem quite well built for a Chinese. The Chinese girls seemed quite thin (he drew two straight lines with his hands... I kept smiling). But you seemed too fat to be a Chinese (the heck?! you chased me 2 floors to tell me I am fat?) I was wondering if you could be from Morocco (I kept smiling and started to shake my head). I guess maybe it's because Taiwan is more rich (I wondered), you know, more hamburgers (I had to cut in)."

"I am kind of on the vegetarian side. I don't eat hamburgers. (He looked surprised) And I don't really like fried food in general. (He looked more surprised) But yes, generally Taiwanese people don't look quite that much like Chinese."

Okay. I feel like I've shamed my fellow country ladies. Now he's going to think all Taiwanese girls are as fat as me. I spent the rest of my time coming home thinking about this incident and wishing that I weighed something like 20 kgs less. Resisted the attempt to buy something to eat, though I was quite hungry and decided to go on a diet. The whole conversation lasted for nearly 20 minutes and ended with the conclusion that Chinese people are secretly trying to take over the world. That and that I am not Chinese because I am fat =.=. But anyway, I smiled a lot, and a lot, and a lot, and very brightly.

Dominik suggested that I kick him with my high heels, but darling, I don't really want to ruin my heels like that. But I did accidentally kick Rod today and I suppose maybe sometimes girls wear heels not only to look good, but also as a protective mechanism.