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I am the same different guy


Self-portrait: black and white, open and closed, left and right, good cop, bad cop, yin and yang.  Posted by Hello

People in drawers


I decided my blog lacks in human touch, so I will fill you in some typologies I ran into lately:

the silent woman with smelly breath (she must be having a sour throat, you can sense it even she is one row of chairs behind you)

the highly impolite Bucharest supermarket cashier (she repeatedly let’s you know she has closed her row, but won’t light her “we’re closed” sign unless you demand talking to her supervisor)

the polyglot Romanian stewardess hired by a German company (she will occasionally slip the “avec plaisir” faux pas, and revert to you politely when you ask for cola AND sugar)

the sloppy stewardess, military type (she will tell you “I have to finish serving everybody first” when you ask for a second sandwich, will forget all about that, and help the gentleman in front you with a sandwich even though he asked for it after you; you yourself will remain unserved, but polite)

the fat funny American on a mission

the fat American on a mission

the American on a mission (they will all talk loudly, and you will be thankful for not being placed next to then on the flight both because of their unstoppable blubber, and because of their king size)

the overpaid high official who summons a meeting he won’t attend, but which he will sum up by drawing his already edited conclusions

the not so well paid official working for the overpaid high official, while hoping he will become the later (he thinks credit card is common place and at the centre of social organization, therefore all can be solved and or organized if one owns one)

the gay reception desk clerk (greets you with a smile, is ready to hanky panky if you are, has not had sex with his current boyfriend in a year, although he has scored even today)

the red-haired French supermarket cashier (very pierced, very funny, fresh and trash at the same time, warns you jokingly about the cholesterol level when she notices your three large marshmallows bags from Haribo)

the Newzealander woman with a family (she is as loud as an American, only she rides the bus in France, hence thinking nobody understands her conversation/monologue with the man seated before her; you will be briefed involuntarily about all her trips and daughter’s belongings)  Posted by Hello

Too early to be


I have received this sms on one of my many mobiles… We’ll call the guy Kundera, because he works with books, and we will assume he likes that. Well, my Kundera is 22 and depressed. He is so new to this world he doesn’t quite realize how lucky he is at his new start, pretty much the only start he is going to get. But time takes time. This is my encouragement reply.  Posted by Hello

Out of my box


Sometimes you get to see an episode of a fairy tale and like it without knowing the full story or what the characters are really up to. In such an instance you do not need the complete picture to enjoy its beauty.  Posted by Hello

The Word Order


This Romanian sign says Mixed tailoring, sport and leather repairs. It reminds me of another English sign, allegedly in Asia, I’ve only read about on the Internet “Women can have a fit here”.

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Don’t give me the Bambi eyes!


Today I was late. Well, you will tell me, so you were yesterday and the day before that. Yes, you are right, but not everyday you manage to visit the past. I did that today. Such visits make one scream “It wasn’t me! I didn’t do it! the little elves made me do it!”. Instead, in real life, we resort to politeness and remain friends.  Posted by Hello

Tough to swallow


This is not a banana. I am sorry, I couldn’t resist.

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Taking sides


This open door is in fact the door of a prison. You have the freedom to choose.  Posted by Hello

Jack Kerouack


My mornings to work, from the bed to determination, look like a country road in the winter, maybe without the temperatures. It’s beautiful, but not easy.  Posted by Hello

Cream, not tablets


Sometimes you don’t know you are present where you are present. When the place is my mind, you can rest assured, you are there. OK?  Posted by Hello