Monday, November 02, 2009
When You Wish Upon a Star
While on my trip to Istanbul, I was shopping for souvenirs. Because of all the tourists, most of the shop keepers can greet their customers in several languages. This particular shop keeper greeted me in English. I went about my business picking out my treasures and when it was time to settle up I spoke to him in Turkish. Our conversation went something like this:
Wicked H: How much are the real prices?
Shop Keeper (SK): Oh? I thought you were a tourist, for you I’ll of course lower the prices.
Wicked H: Technically I am a tourist but my roots are here.
SK: Really? Is your spouse a Turk as well?
Wicked H: Not married.
SK: Well in that case may I make a proposal? I am 35 and ready to start a family. When will we be leaving for America?
Wicked H: Really? Well first of all I am too old to make babies. Also, if we do get married, I prefer to stay here.
SK: Oh….in that case, please accept this starfish as a gift. You know something to remember me by.
Wicked H: your generosity will not be forgotten. You are indeed very kind.
I am not sure but I may be engaged.