quarta-feira, 15 de julho de 2009

Madre Jo de Calcutá

Querido Sushi,
Bom, de madre não tenho muito mas se Calcutá fosse ligeiramente mais a noroeste, até podia ser...

Hoje ao entrar no supermercado deparei-me com uma bifa de alguma idade, que de repente deu um sonidozinho e ficou meia atarantada:

- My bicycle has been taken!!

- Has it?

- Yes, I had left it here, now it isn't here anymore.

- Was it locked?

- No, I only went in for two minutes.

- You should go to the police!

- Yes, where is the police station?

- Well...mmm...How can I explain it to you...I think it's behind those buildings.

- Ok, thank you!

Entrei no supermercado e logo voltei atrás:

- Look, if you wait here for five minutes I can drive you there.

- Oh, ok, thank you very much!

Uns minutos depois, no espertomobile:

- I think it's useless but it's what you should do anyway.

- Yes! Oh, I should have locked it, but then I thought 'I'm only going in for two minutes, sure nothing will happen'. Oh, I allways say here is so honest...

- Well, sometimes it isn't. I'm sorry, I'm really, really sorry...

- Oh, I know, thank you!

- Well I think it's this building here. Good luck!

- So I should go inside and tell them...

- Yes and you should describe the bicycle too, so they can try to find it.

- Thank you, my dear!

- You're welcome, If I was in that situation I would like someone to help me too so...

- Yes, of course, well thank you then, bye bye!

luv,
jo

P.S. Já fiz a minha boa acção do dia...e em língua estrangeira - dá mais pontos ;)