Tipsy Conversations 2 Years Ago:
The day was good fun, & it was time to call it a night and retreat back to our hotel rooms and get ready to take the Shinkansen to Tokyo in the morning. Kyoto had been more on the subtle side of the trip; traditional, calm, and zen-like. It was just the two of us in the elevator before our quietness was interrupted by three festive japanese men who appeared well into their retirement age. The first two had a black suit on, but the third -& most cheerful- had a beige pair of trousers, and a camel jacket on and carried a vivacious bouquet of flowers in his hand.
The three of them looked at my brother & I -the obvious gaijins- before the cheerful one burst into a smile wider than it should've been, revealing an imperfect set of teeth that have lost one or two of their guards to age.. "You ha like flawa!" he said pointing at his bouquet, before he continued "Wei ha you from?" -- "Abu Dhabi" I answered timidly, clearly over powered by the 1:4 ratio of testosterone in that small elevator. Whoaaaa... Abeuuuu Dabeiiiii? whoaaaaaa the three of them gasped.. Luckily, the elevator doors opened announcing the end of this conversation. As they walked out, my brother turned to me and made a note that they were drunk to the max..
I couldn't tell, but it made sense.
Lesson learned:When outside of the borders and the brother chooses not to answer, just zip it and pretend to be a ditsy tourist from the north pole.
2 Days ago:
I must have been riding I.B. when I received M's text message. M is an extremely bright person from England with a talent for looking outside the box, he's also the director of one of the companies we have worked with in the past, and although its been a while we haven't interacted with them, I was very pleased to receive a text from him, that is until..
M: Hey, you ok?
S: Hey u! Yeah I'm good, what's up?
M: I sent that text two days ago
S: I just saw it, blame it on Shitisalat's network
M: Ok. You well?
S: Yes, I'm well. Why??
M: Why? Because you're hot, intelligent, and amazing
S: Haha.. *seriously thinking he was being sarcastic*
M: Answer me a question, are you attracted to me?
*gulp*
M: Answer?
S: No.
M: That means Yes!
S: I said "No". I'm not attracted to you.
M: Ok, but you're very attractive. Take care x
S: Thank you.
M: You're beautiful..
I recalled my encounter in Kyoto, which was when I realized he must have been drunk.
Lesson learned: never answer a text message after 9:00 PM
Going on a tangent here, I'm wondering if the real Rodrigo Pessoa is on facebook? ;p
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