Thursday, 23 June 2011

285. On the mobile, Underground station, Buenos Aires

Lady (34): 

Hi my love.

Yes, just getting off the train sweetheart.

What do you mean, what train?  The usual one... the only one I ever take....WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS ASK ME THE SAME QUESTION, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT...

Hello?  hello?   hello?

(Gustavo's comment:  if you don't want to be asked the same question, just as well they cut you off)

With thanks to Gustavo.  Loosely translated from Blogudeces de la Vida Cotidiana.

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