Surreality (Part 5)

I found out later that those little purple aliens saw in a different spectrum of light then any other race and their ships are actually very brightly colored from their perspective, they often complained that no other race had ever once complimented their beautiful interior decorating.
During my exploration of my new ship I discovered a few disturbing facts that would cause some difficulties with my general comfort and survival, the first being that there was not a single drop of water on board, full line of dehydrated food, but no water. Not only that, but the shower seemed to extrude some sort of pink goo, assuming that it was in fact a shower and not a toaster or something. To complete the trifecta of rotten happenstance the user manual for the ship, that the alien had hit me with, was written entirely in Chinese. Based on this information I decided to push all the buttons on the bridge until I figured out how to work the ship, then I would venture to the nearest planet or whatever to get water. This desire for water was greatly intensified by eating the Habanera peppers; I had thought to be raisins, on the way to the bridge.
Once I had reached the bridge I made a discovery that aided, greatly in easing my anxiety about my continued survival, the little aliens had installed a helpful AI who spoke excellent English. The AI also seemed to be accidentally sarcastic. My suspicions in regard to this was confirmed when I discovered the concept of sarcasm was not present in the AI’s databanks.
I spent the next several days being instructed on how to pilot my new ship and in the general use of the facilities onboard. Turns out that the pink goo thing was in fact the shower, not quite as invigorating as a normal shower but it did give me a pleasant cherry blossom smell and seemed to brush my hair for me.
A few days after the AI had finished instructing me, it informed me that a freighter we had happened upon wanted to know if we would like to trade with them. Upon learning that I had been given a bank account, with what was apparently galactic currency, I asked to AI to negotiate a trade for some water and directions to the nearest place to buy more. Two hours later we parted ways with the kind freighter, two weeks worth of water heavier and with directions to go left, then straight passed two lights, and a space station would be on our right, “can’t miss it” the trader had told us. Not quite the type of directions I had been expecting but the AI seemed happy with them so I guess they were good. So for the first time in my life I was actually excited about what might happen tomorrow, though I do hope my head will be spared from further “excitement”.

END OF CHAPTER 1

Surreality is just a working title. anyone got any better names? I'm open to suggestions ^_^