A Comedian Living Abroad
In a One sunny morning day in Vancouver, Canada, I have decided to dye my hair. In fact, the weather made me do so. A sunny day in Vancouver is so nice because all the streets are decorated with various colorful flowers. The sunlight reflects in shiny store windows and blinds pedestrians' eyes.
Everything is in the right location. A winding road can hardly be found in this city. All the roads and highways are constructed in parallel. Everything is in order and shaped into a perfect design. Birds are tweeting. I can smell the scent of the rain from last night.
last night's rain
. I can feel the freshness of the air.
To enjoy the beauty of this day, it would be great to dye my hair.
In On the
14th floor of the university high-rise apartments, the neighborhood is
silent. At this time of the day, 10 o'clock, most students are not in the building but maybe
I am enjoying this peaceful environment with a view of the city. I can see high green-covered mountains with the dark blue-colored ocean at the bottom. I can hear the noise of white pelicans struggling to search for food
in the ocean. What a nice day!
begin putting some brown-colored paste on my
hair and then warp it with plastic
. In just twenty minutes,
I my hair
will be very nice. I was
about to finish all the paste when I heard a loud constant noise: the fire alarm.
so loud that I jumped
, at least a
one meter. My ears
hardly hear my own voice. I
not sure what I should do. I had two options, staying in or going out with this funny look. I
like an alien
that come from an
Making a decision in this situation
a disaster because I spent a lot of time putting the paste on my hair and then, washing it out
torture. I coudl not persuade myself to go out
with this funny appearance looking like this
So, I had to stay in and burn in the fire?? This is not reasonable, dying for beauty. It is not fair! Finally, I
decided to call the apartment manager to inform them about the fire.
The apartment manager picked up the phone and said something with an English accent which
not very clear
. However, it
not important. I started
talking but I forgot the English words for "extinguisher".
I described the situation with different words. Suddenly, she interrupted me and said that they had called the Fire Department and they would be there
two minutes. A
few housewives with their kids had
gathered in front of the building waiting for the
firefighters. I felt like
they were looking at me and
watching me thinking about
how I was going to
burn in the
However, no one ccould
realize see that happen
. I abruptly jumped into
the bathroom to wash out
my dear paste. I
all out and sighed
a lot deeply
. I go
t dressed quickly
ready to go out but realized that
not hear the fire alarm anymore
What a NICE day?!
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