Dear Pixies,
I went to the
CSI: The Experience yesterday in town as I am a huge fan of Horatio Caine.
You probably don't know what the exhibition is about, I better explain it to you so at least you have the chance to understand:
The Experience is a museum exhibit providing visitors with a hands-on, exploratory, multi-sensory experience in the world of crime scene investigation.
It is designed to educate the public about forensic processes, procedures and technologies. At the exhibit, visitors will investigate a “real” crime scene and
interact via video with favorite characters from the hit television show as well as real-life forensic experts.
David Caruso and David Hasselhoff have been my favourite actors for years now, so I thought it might be a good possibility to meet my hero and offer him my help with his job.
I always was the best in school and especially in maths and chemistry, as it is just so logical. Very excited I entered the venue, got my ticket and looked around. Strangely enough, Horatio wasn't there.
I must say I was so gutted about it that I was thinking about going home. But as I had paid money already to get in I thought
"Why should I donate the money, I was working for so hard, to you greedy leprechauns? Just so you have even more in your stinky pot of gold? Surely not!". Having that in mind, a quick flash of anger pulsed through me.
I wanted to kick asses like
"H" usually does in CSI:Miami. So I followed the crowd and joined one of the three staged crime scenes.
After only 29 minutes (!) I already completed my crime scene investigation and compared my clues with those of a real crime scene investigator (not
"H" ! He must have been from Germany, I didn't like his stupid accent at all, my picked up Irish accent is surely a lot better than his, even the taxi drivers are asking me all the time, from what quarter of the town I'm from) and determined
which clues needed further analysis. All the other idiots were still pondering, but I think their IQs weren't very high but what would you expect as they were Irish.
After finishing that crime scene, I was even more angry; I paid so much money and now I was done after 29 minutes, they said at the entrance it would take at least 60 to 90 minutes.
To get at least a bit out of my money, I joined the other two crime scenes as well and after 37 more minutes I was done with them too. It was ridiculous, all
the others didn't even solved one scenario, where I was done with all of them. I couldn't believe what nutcases these people are. Seriously, it's no surprise that your police with that funny name (Gardai, is it?) is a joke.
Very dissapointed and furious I left
"The Ambassador" and went home to watch my favourite episode of CSI:Miami and to calm down.
It was the right decicion to do that, I knew Horatio wouldn't let me down, he kicked asses and said at the end of the episode:
"Tomorrow is ............... (taking his sunglasses from his eyes) what you make of it."
I smiled and had to think again about all these gobshites - unable to finish one of the the crime scene scenarios. Tomorrow will be mine, you pixies, tomorrow will be mine.
