I need to write more about Madrid and my sister being here this week and all the things we have done together but before I get into that I have to write this down before a) I forget and b) I lose the facebook chat record so I can't copy and paste the exact words.
So French men are crazy but equally as much I am a crazy for allowing myself to get into situations like this...all because I am too nice to be blunt. I have a new friend, who will remain nameless, who kept asking me out on a date. I explained that although it was a lovely offer I had to refuse. So...he played the friend card and silly old me thought he was being sincere, asking me and my sister to go out with him and some friends and more recently asking me and a friend to go to his appartment for a glass of wine. This is when I began to get a bit suspicious. Tonight he asked me a few questions about my friend who was visiting and I just edged around them only saying we went to university together. This is when he pipes up with:
Boy - tu as déjà fait des trucs avec elle? tu penses qu'elle aura envie de faire un truc à trois?
Me -uhh non merci
Which literally translates to...you have already done things with her? You think that she would have the desire to do things as a three? I love that when I told the friend in question she simply said DO IT, to which I laughed hysterically and deleted boy in question. To say I was surprised is an understatement - funny how people surprise you. I almost thought I was being punked and Ashton Kutcher was going to jump out of my wardrobe.
I don't think I will ever get used to French men. Ever.
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