Dear Most Awkward Hike EVER,
Wow. I realized you were going to be a little awkward when I was told to sit “African style” with one leg in the driver’s side and one leg in the passenger’s side, straddling the manual shift (and therefore getting minorly assaulted every time we had to change gears).
And you got a tiny bit more awkward when the driver asked me if I had a boyfriend. As if that wasn’t enough I also didn’t need to know about the driver’s sexual urges and how hard it would be for him if his wife divorced him. But if that’s where you had ended, I think I could have handled you…
But you really jumped up a notch when the driver asked if I “know men”… if I “know men like the pregnant 7th grader in my class knows men…” What?! Who are you!?
But alas, Mr. Awkward Hike, I’m sure I’ll run into you many a-time in Namibia. So here’s to a long a beautiful friendship.
Cheers,
r
Dear GR,
ReplyDeleteI dont know how you do it. Not only do I laugh out loud at each and every single one of your posts, but you have managed to make them SO hilarious that I laugh out loud all over again when I read them to my parents or anyone else in my house that will listen.
Please, keep them coming, if not only to entertain me, but to continually ease my mind about whether you are still alive or not.
Appreciatively yours,
A.Pal
Hear hear! I love the posts, too. If I'm having a bad moment or need a mental break from some monotonous paperwork that's bogging me down, it occurs to me to check out the latest from you. In that moment, as the page is loading and I'm waiting to see if there's another post, I'm so happy just anticipating... I love it!
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PS (forgive if I've already asked this) Have you received any marriage proposals yet? I recall getting them regularly when I was a teenager from African men, but by the time I was your age now they petered out. I was considered an old maid, you know. :o)