Crossing the Pont de Neuf (famous Parisian bridge), an American woman stopped me, “Do you speak English?”
- Hiding behind sunglasses, I nodded.
She continued, “Well, I’m waiting in Paris for some English people, some very intelligent English people, to come and meet me because I’m going to be a free agent, you see. So I’ll be fine. But I just need some money to hold me over. Could you give me some?”
- Still hiding, I answered in a faux French accent, “I am zorry zat I cannaught hewp ewe.”
To my retreating back she yelled, “So you AREN’T going to be supportive?!”
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