Being a boor is OK, I’ve done that at rowing club before. Apparently can’t do it in national dress
So, I got banned from Rowing Club. For wearing National Dress, I guess. Funny thing is they didn’t tell me directly. The Rowing Club member in question just called a bunch of my friends and told them. Katha katha istyle. I hadn’t heard of this guy’s party, but it was odd that they’d make this little circle of pee-pee around me to keep me out. If I have beef with someone I may ignore them, but I don’t go run the gossip circle around them neither. I’m not saying I’m especially brave about facing my personal issues, but I’m no bitch. That is, it’s something particularly old-world to deal with people via social networks rather than mano a mano. Anyways, I called the guy to clear the air cause I keep having to hear about it from all and sundry. Here’s what I remember of the phone call. My issue is not being banned for National Dress, guess that’s their business. What I do object to is this guy calling my roommates and friends but not having the balls to call me. That’s a bitch move.
Me: ‘Lo, this is Indi. I’ve heard from my friends that I’m banned from rowing club.’
Rower: ‘Uh, yeah, it’s nothing personal, just the committee decided, er…’
Me: ‘That’s fine, but if you have any beef with me, this is my phone number, be a man and call me directly. Don’t go calling all my friends. They all have my number. Get my number, call me, don’t be a bitch.’
Rower: ‘Uh, it’s nothing personal, it’s just.’
Me: ‘Whatever, you’re acting like a gossipy girl, no, that’s unfair, like a bitch.’
Rower: ‘Blah blah blah’
Me: ‘Bitch, bitch, bitch, arrogant, grumpy’
Indi: Be a man
Something something. The man/bitch comparison is obviously sexist and I wish I could get out of it. Just listen to too much rap music. That’s guy is handling things in the classic Sri Lankan cowardly way and I don’t feel so bad calling him a bitch. I do feel bad that the comparison may offend women. He’s friends with a lot of my friends and has been pretty cool the few times I met him, but he still chose to make two or three phone calls to inform everyone else rather than making one phone call to inform me. I mean, I’m the one that’s banned. I guess it’s Colombo Rowing Club istyle to pee in the pool rather than the urinal itself. I’m happy to take it, if they’d grow up.
So, to conclude, I think the Colombo Rowing Club is banning me for going upstairs in national, which I sorta understand. What I think is bullshit is that wearing National Dress is the trigger and that they don’t have the integrity to call me personally and tell me so. Instead, their young proxy called my roommates and friends in a sweet little whisper campaign. That’s not very honorable and I would hope that a club too good for National Dress would at least have some men of character as members.
To the Rowing Club and its young acolytes: If you got problems with me, get my number, call me, I’m not hard to find. I don’t know what those pants have done to your balls. Maybe you should try a sarong.