There are a few times in life that I think NEVER CHANGE, ECUADOR, NEVER CHANGE. Very few. This is one of them.
Every once in a while, during the obligatory "What state are you from" question, I get a response like the one I had today:
Him: "So what state are you from?"
Me: "Pennsylvania." *blank stare* "It's near New York."
Him: "Ohhh, okay." *pause* "Wow, Pennsyvlania. I've only ever seen that in movies."
Me: "Ummm... yeah I guess there are movies that feature Pennsylvania...?"
Him: "WHERE ALL THE VAMPIRES ARE."
Me: "OHHHH, no, you're thinking of TRANSYLVANIA. That's a country. That doesn't even exist anymore. We don't have vampires. Just cows."
This happens ALL THE TIME. People constantly think I live in a deep dark forest infested with the blood-sucking undead. It's always a shame to tell them the truth. One of these days I should just lie. "Oh yeah, and there's this spooky castle on a hill, and village wenches who go up there NEVER RETURN."
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