I like to overhear conversations.
Before this gets any further I don't deliberately set out to eavesdrop on anyone. That's a gross invasion of privacy of which I do not approve.
That aside, when one is out in public it is difficult to not hear what others are saying. I say if it's out in public it is fair game.
We went to a large grocery store in Tallinn to get lunch supplies as we were in for a long bus day.
I love to wander foreign food stores and was having the time of my life looking at food and enjoying the air conditioning. Food stores, along with drinking the local beer and tasting what a country does to the basic Coca-Cola syrup tells me a great deal about a people.
We had a look at the various items such as meats and cheeses and breads and then checked out at the liquor aisles.
It was there I heard two young men, tall, skinny, Slavic, speaking in English loud enough for all to know their sacred mission.
"If you want to get laid you have to buy us champagne."
Given the location it would appear these fellows kept up their end of the contract.
I'm not sure if I'll ever use this line beyond this blog post, but it does set one's imagination off on various paths.
What happened? Was the purchase in vain?
Did they ever see the women again or did they disappear before terms were met?
As to why the young men were speaking English in Estonia my guess is it was either the language they had in common or the women spoke English and they were being faithful to the quote.
It doesn't matter to me what happened later.
What matters is I have a line of dialogue that worked its way into my mind and will always remind me of my trip to the Baltics.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
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8 comments:
For writers, or people simply curious about the world, such eavesdropping is priceless. I don't go out of my way to eavesdrop, but if someone isn't making any effort to keep their conversation confined to their own piece of a public space, then I must confess I'm often all ears.
Haha - that's great! A perfect line to remind you of Estonia.
Chris, I so agree.
Yup, Bag Lady.
It also goes to show that, while they may dress differently or cut their meat differently or make their bread and cheese differently, people are still people, no matter where you roam.
Well, messymimi is mostly right, but I personally will never pay higher than beer prices to ensure access to a willing sex partner.
Aye, Messymimi.
Whatever works for your world, Chris.
That's a hoot!
Glad you enjoyed it, Hilary.
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