The following occurred at a party on the 2nd November 2004. Vast quantities of alcohol had been consumed, partly in an attempt to avoid coverage of the US elections.
I’m talking to one of my housemates, and she mentions that I eat a fairly unhealthy diet. I admit that it’s true, and point out that, like her boyfriend, I would probably eat much better if I had a girlfriend to badger me about it.
“You don’t have a girlfriend?” she says.
“No” I reply.
“When did you last have a girlfriend?” she asks.
“Well, never really” I say.
“It’s probably your personality” she says.
Oh that’s nice…
And this is the joy of having conversations with people in their second language.
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