7.11.2007
He wrote on his hand, "Linda, voce," and pointed at me. We had met that morning and introduced ourselves: Adelaide, Marcos. But my name is hard for a lot of people here, so when he pointed at his hand insistently, "Linda, you," I figured, sure, what the hell, yeah, I´m Linda, and nodded. He smiled and walked away.
Later I told Griff, "Someone thought my name was Linda."
He grinned and told me, "Adelaide, linda is the word for beautiful."
2 comments:
That is hilarious
ay linda,
it fits.
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