I had a bad time with bezobrazan taksist RUDE CABBIE this week. I was trying to explain that I wanted to be let out anywhere on Marsala Tita and he kept yelling broj! NUMBER and ne rejumijes I DON'T UNDERSTAND. I was so upset. I finally told him -- in same lousy Bosnian, look, I'm studying Bosnian, but it's a hard language and I'm stupid -- and he finally took it easier on me.
So, my co-workers are saying no no, it is happy laughter, not ridiculing laughter I'm hearing from them about my Bosnian.
Right.
My revenge is pointing out their little errors, which actually I adore.
Renata calls cows -- COOS -- which make them seem oddly birdlike.
And Eldina took even more ribbing than I have when she sent Drew an email asking him to bring her his "mini dick so I cant tray to figure out how it work over the weekent."
She meant mini-disc. C has a K-ish sound here.
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