Just don't ask me....
WARNING ... this is a weepy expat post... so turn away NOW...if you don't want to listen to my moaning.... Yesterday at work I was speaking with an old lady... I repeated myself twice...she still didn't hear or understand me... finally her daughter said.. "Just speak English...she's American..." me: "Your A M E R I C A N?" old lady: " Yes... I am AMERICAN...are YOOOOU AMERICAN?" me: SQUEEEEEEEAL ... Oh so nice to meet you.... (I really get excited to meet other Americans when I least expect it...) Her entire face LIT up... she was so excited to meet another American... I told her... "Oh heck we are all over the place these days" in fact there are 3 of us working here... We are like the American mafia... " lol ... LIE .. there are really only 2 of us.. but I keep forgetting that Caroline my British accented, Norwegian/South African blooded buddy isn't ONE OF US.. (yes, she is THAT cool..she could be AMERICAN..) people, I am ...