I know the feeling. Everything German and Swedish (ok, particularly Swedish) hides around corners to leap out at me. I actually came home at Christmas to an advert on the doormat entitled 'Bedförd'. Damned Ikea follows me everywhere . . .
On a more positive note I am certain there will be a Spanish soc of some variety at uni. You should join it and plague them. Also, *I* won't get fed up of you speaking Spanish!
You should've pretended to get frustrated with something in the queue and muttered a Spanish expletive, and done some European-ish arm gesturing.
Also any time I hear a north American accent I feel an urge to say, "oh hey, whereabouts are you from then? I'm going to San Francisco!" And I haven't even left the country yet...
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"Ah, habla Espanol?"
"Sí, un poquíto."
"(waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah), no?"
"Um. Que?"
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On a more positive note I am certain there will be a Spanish soc of some variety at uni. You should join it and plague them. Also, *I* won't get fed up of you speaking Spanish!
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Also any time I hear a north American accent I feel an urge to say, "oh hey, whereabouts are you from then? I'm going to San Francisco!" And I haven't even left the country yet...
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