An Asian old male talking to a security guard, while I was waiting for the bus at Ballston Bus Port inside a mall entrance because it was so cold.
Inside that mall, there was a Japanese food place that is the quintessential of a hole in the wall that was right next to the exit with the view of the bus ports. While I was waiting, an old Asian male dressed like a typical Japanese cook came out of this Japanese food place and talked to the security guard that station at the entrance. There were 2 main exits to the Ballston Bus Port.
After waited for over 30 minutes, I decided to get something to drink from Starbucks that is located right next to the security guard station. As I walked toward the Starbucks that is next to the security guard station, the security guard was alerted, stood up and put his hand around his gun. I just past-by him without paying attention to him, just mind my way to Starbucks.
If this security guard has a trigger finger, or unstable like those mass killers, he probably would've shoot me.
After I came out of Starbucks, the security guard watched every move I make.
So mind you, I typically dressed stylishly as I got my clothes from my sister, who is in the Fashion industry with well-known Designers names.
All this is because the Asian Operatives perceived me as a "traitor" for being Americanized that started in the 1990s in the Silicon Valley, then the Patent and Trademark Office, and now Arlington, VA, NoVa and the DC metro.
Inside that mall, there was a Japanese food place that is the quintessential of a hole in the wall that was right next to the exit with the view of the bus ports. While I was waiting, an old Asian male dressed like a typical Japanese cook came out of this Japanese food place and talked to the security guard that station at the entrance. There were 2 main exits to the Ballston Bus Port.
After waited for over 30 minutes, I decided to get something to drink from Starbucks that is located right next to the security guard station. As I walked toward the Starbucks that is next to the security guard station, the security guard was alerted, stood up and put his hand around his gun. I just past-by him without paying attention to him, just mind my way to Starbucks.
If this security guard has a trigger finger, or unstable like those mass killers, he probably would've shoot me.
After I came out of Starbucks, the security guard watched every move I make.
So mind you, I typically dressed stylishly as I got my clothes from my sister, who is in the Fashion industry with well-known Designers names.
All this is because the Asian Operatives perceived me as a "traitor" for being Americanized that started in the 1990s in the Silicon Valley, then the Patent and Trademark Office, and now Arlington, VA, NoVa and the DC metro.
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