So I kind of sort of in a way maybe went on a date last night with a Scottish man who has been in NYC for all of five weeks. He still says things like "Oh aye" and "I caennae understand these people." ( excuse me I am currently being distracted by the sounds of a office staffer apparently coughing up a small cat-christ man get some water) I have to admit, I phrase things in such a way to get him to say any word with a rolling "r" ( like "great"), and there is some appeal in his referring to me as "the bonniest teacher" he's ever met. Oh, how I love being a wee lassie instead of a short girl.

Somebody start the clock, I want to see how long this one lasts.

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