Elsa P, The Soldier and Vid: All Three Of Us, Mars Mercury In Some Form

3 Responses to “Elsa P, The Soldier and Vid: All Three Of Us, Mars Mercury In Some Form”

1. Des says on 6/2/08 at 2:35 pm:
   

   nope. The quietest you’ll ever see one is playing scrabble.lol

2. seekingzen says on 6/2/08 at 10:44 pm:
   

   Heh. Me neither.

3. Loonsounds says on 6/3/08 at 11:05 am:
   

   I was living in this International community in India some years back. It was a gated spiritual place, and I happened to be sitting at the front gate. There was another section of the community across the street, so someone sits at that gate as well.

   So, the main gate has the phone, and the gate across the street does not have a phone. So someone calls me up and goes

   “Who is this?” and I say “Jyoti” (my spiritual name)

   And she goes, “Hey, Jyoti, I want you to yell across the street and ask her (the other gate person) what kind of ice cream she wants.” (we couldn’t leave the gate, there was a steady stream of people in both directions, and ID was needed).

   And I was like, “You know, No, that is not my style, I am not going to yell across the street like that. I just cannot see myself doing this.”

   The woman was very very persistent, saying I should just scream across the street, (to someone who happened to be a relative stranger to me anyway) and just yell and say, “What kind of ice cream do you want?”

   And I was just like “No, I am sorry, but you are going to have to walk up here and speak to her yourself!”

   Chick comes up about 10 minutes later, flounces across the street, gets it worked out about the ice cream, apparently, then on her way back through the main gate she goes,

   “What is your nationality?”

   I go, “American.”

   She goes, “Well, I thought Americans had big mouths. You guys are known to have big mouths.”

   I go, “Well, this one doesn’t, and anyway, what is your nationality?”

   She goes, very breezily, “Italian”, gives me one last up and down, and then traipses off, presumably to get their ice cream.

   LOL…I thought it was interesting and that is why I still remember it. Maybe we Americans are loud as a rule, but not Pisces rising. And anyway, they were louder. Them and the people who came to us from Israil nationals…loud, passionate, heated and emotional.

   It was fascinating to see all the different nationalities fit into their stereotypes.

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