This is such a ponsey blog. Sorry but I am bored of this blog as it's so boring and poncey - ooOOoo look at me whilst i galavant around the world. I don't know how you spell ponce, so any suggestions are most welcome.
i've never had so many butt clenching episodes in all my life! Butt clenchers = exceptionally close calls eg: when i am minutes away from missing my flight or i am minutes away from hitting someone.
It's not to say that I need some anger management therapy since returning to civilised land, but more to do with the fact that I seem to attract weirdo's and run into them on a daily basis.
2 weeks ago i was on the metro in Milan and this short fat older italian supranoesq woman started speaking to me in Italian. I said i don't speak italian, so she mutters something under her breath, to which i respond:
"Excuse me, what did you say?" (isn't it funny how abuse transcends all race, class and colour?)
"you in italy, you should speak ITALIAN"
"ok, so when you go to china you should speak CHINESE?"
"hey lady, you so impolite!"
"you are the one shouting"
1 comment:
Poncey is correct.
Anger management is something I probably need. Dubai really gets to you sometimes, doesn't it?
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