And you know what they say about us Dutch: "If you're not Dutch, you're not much."
The toast went all right, too. Although, there was some kind of a/v miscommunication, and so a slide show of Oma started going while I was in the middle of the speech. And then, the birthday cake was brought out prematurely. Not wanting to take up anymore time, I wrapped up early. It was never about me in the first place--I just wanted to make sure that Oma felt honored. And she did. So, yay.
But, literally, I had the most ridiculous interaction ever in my life right after the toast. This random woman approached me, and here, verbatim, is our conversation:
Woman: "Can I just say, you are so DUTCH!"
Me: "Oh gosh, thanks?"
Woman: "You have the blonde hair and the curves."
Me: "Haha. Thank you."
Woman: "And you also have the ankles."
Me: "I'm sorry. What?"
Woman: "I was looking at you and said to myself! 'Yep! She's got the big ankles, just like the rest of us!' Don't worry, honey. Everyone in this room has them. I've got them, too."
(At this point, she picks up her leg and shows me her enormous cankle.)
Me: "Haha, yeah. I guess it's just our Dutch curse."
Never before have I wanted to hit someone so badly. For the first time, I wished my life was a movie simply so I could have a dream sequence in which I'm pummeling another human being to the ground--and enjoying it.
Why, in the name of all that is holy, would one woman say something like that to another? I mean, seriously. Now that a couple of days have gone by, I can recognize how freaking hilarious this is. (Which is why I'm sharing it with all of you.) But if I read it in an essay or saw it in a movie, I would have dismissed it as completely unbelievable.
Well, I'll be the first to admit I was wrong. Once again, truth is stranger than fiction. Literally, I couldn't make this shit up.
3 comments:
oh jessie. dont you love inappropriate stranger comments. on my blog i ranted awhile ago about people giving me crap about not reproducing yet. like it is any of their business! or there was the stranger who congratulated me on not being divorced yet.
regardless, this is hoser, i commented on an earlier post, but it was a little old. so, it is me! i've missed you and i'm glad you have a blog so i can keep up with your life (ps. i found it on facebook).
love, hoser!
wow jess...are you joking me??? that is truly ridiculous. was she incredibly drunk, at least?
Wow! And I thought only guys said dumb stuff like that. It's strangely reassuring...
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