This evening I was walking back to the apartment when a still-glowing cigarette fell from an apartment above just a foot or so in front of me.
"HEY!"
I thought a moment: All that came to mind that I knew how to say in Chinese was, "Here has people walking!" or "I'm walking below you!"
Neither of those quite has the ring of, "Hey asshole, there are people down here."
And by the time I'd formed a not totally dorky response, the moment had passed. For all I knew this idiot had returned to the dark recesses of his home where he could more completely ignore the people around him.
So I settled with shaking my fist, muttering, and hurrying the rest of the way home.
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