going Dutch

Jul 16, 2007 18:16

Around six-thirty, I was coasting down US Route 1, still dressed for the office (high heels, skirt, one of my precious few dress shirts gradually soaking with sweat) and thinking more about a problem from work than about traffic (bad). My brakes are emitting this embarrassing eeeerkkeeerrrkkkeeeeeeeeeeee. A car pulls up next to me, a little man ( Read more... )

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nathan_adler July 17 2007, 00:04:41 UTC
If you ain't Dutch, you ain't much?

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dwarmstr July 17 2007, 01:53:08 UTC
Some Dutch guy confused me for a fellow countryman while I was Iceland--this was a number of years ago and perhaps I looked more Dutch then. He kept asking something and I kept trying to guess the language, and since I tried a few different responses in foreign tongue each of us got confused more.

But yeah, I could see a resemblance for you...

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gitanoamericano July 17 2007, 03:52:52 UTC
Congratulations. My sister once had a similar experience while on a bike trip. Some foreigners decided that no American would be on a biketrip and were hollering at her out of the window in German.

The other day I was asking for directions in Jerusalem, and when we had some problem in Arabic I heard the one dude say to the other, "Talk to him in French, so he'll understand better." Then we had to continue in my broken French, because I was too embarassed to let these guys know I was American.

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