So today I walked to work. And yeah, that didn’t last, so when I reached the midway point I ended up calling a cab. Because uh... you know… I didn’t want to be late!
Hey, whatever. YOU try walking in this cold, rainy mess.
AnyZorz, this cab pulls up to the gas station and it’s this, oh- I don’t know… 24 year-old girl… rather attractive. And she was on the phone like a chatterbox. She didn’t even slow down the Martian gabble when I got in; she just kept on talking, man. So I wait for a while… and finally she turns to me and softly speaks some Danish something-another to me. I let her know that I cannot speak Danish and we take off.
This is were the going gets weird. She’s still talking. Yeah, in Danish… so I interrupt her to tell her that I don’t know what she is saying… still. Right? Ya know? Anyway, she doesn’t care and keeps right on going. So I let her know again and I initiate discussion in English, letting her know that… for one, she doesn’t even know where she’s taking me yet. This goes on for a little while until I say “Hospital.” Then she’s like… “eh? Oss-Pee-Tal?” And she actually pulls over to think about it! We exchange again, each of us speaking our own language when something strikes her and she takes off again; each of us still in full conversation of our own gibberish!
Egads, man. So I was like “You know what… you are pretty hot, I really wish I knew what you were saying.” And… nothing. She didn’t get it. HA. That was fun. So while she is gibbering away, I take a few pictures of her the best I can with my phone and I trod in to work. Communication – my favorite thing in the world perhaps is overrated. Sigh. That’s how I started my day; you?
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