Today he said "hey, you aren't from around here, you gonna stay?". I said yes, and then he asked where I was from. "California" I said. But he looked rather puzzled, and probably didn't believe me. Maybe he thought all Californians have dark tans or speak in strange accents like Arnold the governor. So anyway, he proceeded to guess further: "You Spanish?", I paused, then stumped he said "Polish, Jewish, German ... something like that right?".
So as we neared my floor I thought that I'd let him off easily and so I said, "No, I am from Canada". Now hearing this he perked up, and said "parl Francais", I nodded and
exited on my floor.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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