I had gone with Chris to the game centre within the Student’s Centre in the University to while away the time, and have fun  on some of the game consoles present there. Considering that we had written a class test two days earlier which had sapped all our efforts and energy, the lecturer had given us Wednesday free of class so we felt that we deserved some quality play time which we could spend doing the things we usually won’t get the time to do. In the Gaming Centre were table tennis tables, a bowling alley, plenty billiard boards and a few computer-based games, each requiring an amount of dollars to play.

But in the end, we did not end up having that much time to spare after all since he had to go to another class later in the evening, but for the little time we had, we touched and played everything except bowling which I’d never considered an intelligent form of recreation. When we played pool, I defeated him on all three games, and when we played ping-pong, I defeated him on the only one game we played. But when we got on the computer car racing game, he whooped my butt real nice every one of the three times we played. It was during one of those instances of complete hypnotism  and game-cum-dopamin-induced excitement with the speed tracks of the computer game that Chris looked at me and remarked: “You’re becoming American”.  And the reason for such a remark was that I had used the words “shit”, “(mother)fucking” and “son-of-a-bitch” one time too many during the intensive race, while lamenting how slow my computer-appointed Chevrolet seemed to be moving.

There is no punch-line to end this one.


10 thoughts on “How I Became An American

  1. For you that i know, you must have said those words without people who are not attentive knowing. i still remember how you hissed out God-forbidden words when you wouldn’t want it to appear as if it came out of your mouth!

  2. I find this quite interesting, in a way. How much of a ‘strange’American can you be if only the use of ‘swear words qualifies you as American? There are Nigerians who use swear words so much here in Naija, thanks to the yankee movies they watch; does that make them American too?Just thinking…

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  4. the other night when we were walking back home with some friends, it was so dark i almost tripped over god knows what and i’d already been very careful not to. my reaction was a really frustrated “jeeesus christ!” which sounded like it came out of a full-time(!) american and i didn’t realize it until my (also non-american) friends turned around to stare at me like i’m a whack job. fyi, i’m not even christian.

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