Dear Thai People,
OK, I get it. I'm huge. My hair is a bizarre color and it looks really fuzzy (and VERTICAL) after I get a haircut. I'm lumpy in places you didn't think people could (or should) be lumpy. I wear funny clothes. I talk funny. I don't know the simplest things (like what I'm actually supposed to do when I'm on my bike and there are 3 cars, 4 other bikes, and a clot of several dozen pedestrians all converging on the space where I am).
Really, I get it.
But after 9 months I'm sorta starting to get a complex.
I know why you stare at me, but do you actually have to point and say "farang?" Believe it or not, I can hear you.
I know why you think I'm funny-looking, but does my very presence have to be occasion for loud and boisterous hilarity?
Sincerely,
The Great Big Farang Lady
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