I just got reamed out by a French colleague for something that was not my fault. Goddamn Frogs. The worst thing is, that French accent we all make fun of? They actually sound like that. So imagine the chef in the Little Mermaid screaming at you about something supposedly important. Do I laugh or cry? Actually, people can make careers out of imitating the French. I knew a guy who was the greeter to the French area at Epcot in Orlando. Given, he was Canadian, so half-way there, but a fun job description nonetheless. I mean, no CFO of Eurodisney or anything, but "Get-ting to ahhh talk like zis all zee day long. It would be fun, no?"
Thankfully, Facebook's way of putting you in touch with freaks has brightened up my day:
"really my god how can a person be wonderful and beautiful.have you been in turkey.because l think l remember you but not sure l work in tourıst region every summer.or l had been in holland for 3 month l dont know maybe in my dream l saw you.the true thing you are so beautiful.l hope you let me know you.next june l will be living in arnhem.regards and kisses from mehnet"
I think I'm in love.
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