Thursday, March 31, 2011

A conversation (true story unfortunately) I had in Finland with a drunk....


I was waiting for my burger at Hesburger - while V was asleep...and some guy in the line up decided to have an intense conversation with me.  He asked where I was from and then asked if I was living or studying here.....and I kept my answers short - because let's face it - I'm here because I'm hungry and have a child who's asleep...so of course I'm going to take advantage of eating a small meal "by myself in peace and quiet".
He was smelly like alcohol and needed a shave but was relatively young (30 years max).  Anyway - he then complimented V�in� and told me he had a boy who is in 1st grade, who he gets to see once a month or so....and he's "the top of his class" and the ex-wife had smoked a lot of pot during the pregnancy and the kid is the smartest...so really - smoking weed can't be 'that bad'"....
I just smiled and nodded and used the puppy-eyes to get help from the staff as they were delivering burgers to other customers.  Unfortunately - they didn't get my hint.
Then he told me that he didn't know what to order because "talking to you is as satisfying as eating a bull by the horns"... Jeeze - I'm flattered now.
I get my burger and REALLY want to eat it - but he keeps talking to me!
Then he asked if he could touch V�in� (who was passed out) - and I said politely and firmly, "No, please don't touch him because I don't want you to wake him up."
WHAT DOES HE DO?!  HE TOUCHES V�IN� ON THE HEAD!!!  Thankfully - V�in� had a hat and hood on...his hands were filthy - I nearly barfed.  He then smiles and says, "See - he didn't even feel it."
I gave him a dirty look and said that he shouldn't have done that...and the guy thinks we're best buds and KEEPS TALKING.  He wanted to know what the English word was for a soul patch (small patch of hair under the bottom lip) and for a stay-at-home-mother.  I played dumb and said "Oh English isn't that great..." but apparently Russians have words for everything!!  JEEZE.

Something about going to Turkey to swim in the coral reefs....and that I should enjoy my beautiful baby.  Then he left - didn't buy anything...just left.

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