Snubbed
"Where in South Africa are you from?"
"Pietermaritzburg."
"I'm from Cape Town."
"Oh," she said. "Are you."
And turned away.
Infrequent and highly variable brain farts available here.
"Where in South Africa are you from?"
"Pietermaritzburg."
"I'm from Cape Town."
"Oh," she said. "Are you."
And turned away.
at 7:43 pm
All about: my glamorous life
3 comments:
I bet this happened in London. This is one thing I don't miss about living down south. Northerners are so much more friendly.
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Word! Love the Lancastrians. (That's an order.)
It sounds like my baked-bean experience in Rosebank, Cape Town:
Pretty Pre-Raphaelite Brunette: *chat, chat, chat* in the tinned goods aisle of a supermarket.
Me: *blah blah blah* (My, what a friendly girl.)
PP-RB: *suddenly looks alarmed* 'You're not from here, are you?'
Me: No, I'm from Joburg. I'm here on holiday.
PP-RB: *spins on heel and walks away*.
Me: 'Huh?' (My, what a friendly, CRACKERS girl.)
That was before I knew that CT types don't like the Vaalies in their space. December. I understand.
Thing is, even the Londoners around me agreed that she was bonkers. And really, those Natallers are odd, but not that odd. I guess my efforts at small talk were *just that dull*. Fair enough.
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