Life is a can of wasabi peanuts
I have a confession to make, I am a horrible person with a temper like from hell. I shout at people when I get angry, even in public. I shout at people I don't know when I don't like what they do in traffic.
This afternoon I went skating, and a cyclist rang his bell at me when passing me downhill. I hate when they do that, because they don't seem to realize that braking for me is not easy and I need a lot of space. Yes, I take up half the road, but what's wrong with you using the other half, do you REALLY need to be on the same side I am?
My temper exploded, I flipped him off, he passed me and flipped me off, and then I shouted after him to slow down coward if you dare and we can talk about it, and he did. Then he proceeded to tell me about his hobby: from 1972 he has followed all the Italian giros. On his computer he has 37 Excel files with the names of all the racers and their ranks. It is a complicated hobby because the media sometimes contradict each other.
Ha. I feel strangely empowered. To yell at people in public and then get them tell you about their hobbies, that's a result.
Wasabi peanuts. I have said it before and I will say it again. Life is not a box of chocolates. It is more like a can of wasabi peanuts.
This afternoon I went skating, and a cyclist rang his bell at me when passing me downhill. I hate when they do that, because they don't seem to realize that braking for me is not easy and I need a lot of space. Yes, I take up half the road, but what's wrong with you using the other half, do you REALLY need to be on the same side I am?
My temper exploded, I flipped him off, he passed me and flipped me off, and then I shouted after him to slow down coward if you dare and we can talk about it, and he did. Then he proceeded to tell me about his hobby: from 1972 he has followed all the Italian giros. On his computer he has 37 Excel files with the names of all the racers and their ranks. It is a complicated hobby because the media sometimes contradict each other.
Ha. I feel strangely empowered. To yell at people in public and then get them tell you about their hobbies, that's a result.
Wasabi peanuts. I have said it before and I will say it again. Life is not a box of chocolates. It is more like a can of wasabi peanuts.
Wat zijn wasabi peanuts?
ReplyDeleteWasbabi is japanse mosterd. Wasabi pinda's zijn pinda's met een jasje van wasabi. Heel heet aan de buitenkant.
ReplyDeleteI laughed myself silly with this. I love it that you got him to tell you about his hobby after flipping him off. You are brilliant!
ReplyDeleteAbout the slaw. You may already know this but I felt I must clarify. Americans do call salad, salad. Slaw is a type of salad. Usually shredded cabbage with a mayonnaise based dressing and it is called coleslaw. I'm not even sure if everyone would shorten it to slaw as I have. If you've read about my mother, Lucy, you know we have a lot of words we use in my family that aren't necessarily real words but words and phrases Lucy made up. Just saying: I'm the last person you should look to when wanting to improve your "American" English.
I haven't been on twitter lately but I've missed you.
Don't worry, but thanks ...
ReplyDeleteI know about coleslaw. We call it "koolsla", and cabbage is "kool" (red cabbage = rode kool, chinese cabbage = chinese kool... etc.) I have no idea why in America cabbage is cabbage untill it is used in a salad and then it suddenly sounds like Dutch, but you see the pattern?
And I disagree about your family as a source to improve my American English, I love the expressions they make up :)
OK, now I see that we are "toredder algetty" = together already.
ReplyDeleteAt this rate, I'll be speaking Dutch in no time. At least Dutch food. LOL
You make me laugh! That turned around nicely! Life is nuts; you're right.
ReplyDeleteAfter the "battle" you became almost friends, and that's really good: isn't it? :-)
ReplyDeleteAbout the image of my post, it's a photo taken 1/5/2009 at the height of 1300m. In the picture you can see what remains of a very crowded (during the skiing season) ski run!
How DID you start talking about his hobby? I'm really curious.
ReplyDeleteI lose my temper too often. It kind of depresses me...
:D
ReplyDeleteReminded me of my bumping in to a car ahead of me. The driver, smiled and waved at me. I couldn't understand.
Great story...
ReplyDeleteHere in Honduras...
If you flip a bird...
Likely to get shot...
Had to work on my temper as a precaution...
Oh so funny to read your adventures in the town:)
ReplyDeleteAs summarized very good, life is not a box of chocolates. But not more like a can of wasabi peanuts if I think of myself. Tempers and living conditions can differ one to another. Esp its getting harder in today's conditions.
Glad end of story closed so good:) Did you uncork a bottle of wine at home?
Stay safe, greetings~
:)