they say incredible things about their fierce jealousy

 

A while ago, I found myself abroad for a short while. Well, a short while, so to speak, given the price of the square meter, but hey, let's just say I spent a while there, a long enough time, in any case, to have know what everyone else in the world knows, even some tourists, namely that I know everything about this country, and even its neighboring countries: I can talk about it for hours, people listen to me, since I've been there.

And as you probably also know, it's not always easy to make friends in another country and to walk on their lawn one day, especially since after crossing the threshold of their house, you still have to face lunch or dinner, which, for them, is normal, is no small feat and requires a lot of moral strength, courage, and politeness, the latter not being the most widely shared thing in the world here. With foreigners, it's a little more difficult, but I still managed to make friends, stay assured.

What was the topic that fueled every conversation, in the cafeteria, in front of the vending machine : "would you like to fix me a coffee?" No sugar, please.

Well, you won't believe me, but since I was there, the main subject over which I had authority and which did a lot for my popularity, I massacred their language, but I must say I had a good sense of humor.

Surprising, isn't it? But it must be said that foreigners read much more than we did, and curiously, that in most of their everyday conversations (rainy days or dry ones) they say incredible things about their fierce jealousy, in my opinion.