Life is tough - if you are short
Always, when I'm supposed to be studying, I come up with all these ideas of things that REALLY need to be done: cleaning the bathroom, tidying my room, buy a new camera, updating my blog...so you see, I'm in the middle of exam preparation- I do almost anything to get away from my books....:-)
There was one situation I wanted to share with you: today on my way home from uni I stop by the supermarket to buy some groceries, and also a few other things, among them a bottle of wine. As I approach the counter the lady asks me : Est-ce que vous avez déjà seize ans?!?- Since I wasn't paying attention, because I was thinking something else plus my French is not all that good, (yes Jo, I know we should have had these French Wednesdays :-) I asked her to please repeat. And again she goes: Est-ce que vous avez déjà seize ans?!?- So again I translated the sentence in my head, and I was 100% sure she had asked whether I had already reached the age of sixteen!!! I hardly could believe it: the only thing I could stammer was, yes I'm already twenty six, packed my things and left!
Ok, now everybody will go, oh take it as a compliment, in 10 years you will like with people think you are younger than you are. Yes and to some extend I agree, but to be asked whether you are 16 when in fact you are 26, going on 27 is NOT compliment!!!
But actually, I should be used to it by now: in the past I had a girl at the ticket office asking me whether I got a brick on my head(!) when I told her my real age, in the bank the lady at the counter asked me whether I was sure I had so much money on my account when I told her I wanted to withdraw 500$, and last but not least when I was 18 and walking on the beach with my friend Judith (she is as tall as me) and a guy in his late twenties, he was accused of being pedophile, because the people thought we were 13! - tja, that's life when you merely messure 5 foot- 153cm :-)
Now I need to return to my books. Good night!
