My neighbour is subletting her apartment to an eccentric guy from Saskatoon.
He kind of reminds me of Kramer from Seinfeld, because he’s extremely extroverted and has crazy ideas that he’ll share with just about anyone. Also, like Kramer, the weirdest things happen to him. He’s an oddity.
So, this guy moved in a few days ago, and I only met him this morning. He was wearing the tackiest tourist garb–those red hoodies with “Canada” and “Toronto” barfed all over them.
He mentioned that he was from Saskatoon, and so I found it bizarre that he had a hefty appetite for tacky Canadian tourist stuff. Last time I checked, the only people who wear those red sweaters are Asians visiting from Hong Kong or illegal Russian immigrants just trying to fit in (albeit, poorly).
“Nice sweater,” I squeaked.
He laughed, cocked his head to one side, and let out an exasperated sigh.
Turns out, someone took his suitcase hostage. Yeah, I’m being serious. The airline lost someone’s suitcase. That disgruntled passenger decided to take a perfect stranger’s luggage and keep it until the airline found theirs. What a jerk.
This guy panicked and bought a few things at the airport to last him a few days. Such a bad move in retrospect because 1) Everything at the airport is overpriced, 2) Everything at the airport is ugly, and 3) He could have gone to H & M and got some normal looking items on sale. I say H & M because you can get a t-shirt for like 5 bucks.
My roommate and I are taking him shopping today. I’ll be damned if a Canadian wears those tacky red hoodies!