Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Marriage and cutlery.

My hours at work have taken a great upsurge this week i'm doing 5 or 6 a day now which is great (especially on payday) so yesterday in between lessons i nipped out with Sil (short for Silvana but too Italian sounding apparently) for a bite to eat in a nearby cafe. I had a trancio di pizza, a big fat slice to you and me. When i came out of the oven the waitress asked me a question, I didnt understand, sounded distinctly like it contained the 'sposi' which is basically marriage. A) a very personal question, does a girl really need total strangers passing judgement on her single status these days? B) I was sitting with Sil, does this make me a lesbian? I asked her to repeat the question- (it was the only safe option) turns out she actually said 'posati'= cutlery! Now there are two italian words I won't forget in a hurry.

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