Greek Chef

Location: an SUV on the way to the Sahara desert

Me: (referring to one girl's near obsession with athletic men)Honestly, laugh all you want but I never got this athletic hype. I've always preferred skinny-ish guys, don't know why.

A fellow passenger: Oh, those twiggies. They always get fat in a few years time.

Me: (mock medical tone): There's no chance of that happening to my one. I cook healthy, Mediterranean meals hummus, grilled halloumi, re fried beans with cumin, etc no fast food sillies in my kitchen

Another co-passnger (makes a genuine naseous face): Heavnes help him if he's able to eat it, I'm sure not suggesting you to my son if has to eat that stuff.

Me (puzzled face): What's wrong with Greek food????

All the other passangers (simulatneously): Err, where do we start?

Me (sad face): Now, really guys, don't be so harsh or at least if you will be harsh, please explain yourself

Passenger 1: Dry, stick-to-your-throat yogurt that you can cut with a knife. Enough said!

Passenger number 2 (nodding in agreement): And that warm, beige thing with garlic you cannot distinguish the flavors in

Me: Also known as hummus

The moral of the story: The world would be boring if we could all see each others perspectives. We just have to learn to accept each other because there will always be people with unconventional physical appearance tastes and people that will never see the charms of a brilliant, warm hummus lol

Offspring of Nursery Teachers Association

Location: A Berber rug shop

(after 45 minutes of choosing)

Merchant: Is THIS one OK?

Me: The size is perfect BUT the color is too dark. If you had the same one in light saffron yellow it would be BRILLIANT

Merchant:(brings out a rather large carpet suitable for 20 kids to play on)

Me: Errr, this one is only suitable for my mother's nursery room NOT for my bedroom

Merchant: (instead of sounding annoyed his eyes light up)Your mum is a nursery teacher???

Me: (deadpan) Yes

Merchant: OMG! Mine too! Which method? Montessori?????

Me: (to make his day) Yes!

Merchant: WOW! Can't believe it! What does she teach French????

Me: (goes in a fit of laughter)

Merchant: (eyebrow raise) What?

Me: Nothing. Don't worry about it. No, she is a regular teacher.

Side note: The laughter was generated by the thought of my mother speaking French probably not too correctly lol

The Medinah et Moi

Location: An Arab Souk

Moi: (in French) Do you happen to have burnt orange,coarse linen cushions by any chance?

Merchant: Yes, of course. However, not in burnt orange, only green and purple

Mo Well, that is no good since my wooden floors are honey brown and the couch cover is a shade of saffron, green and purple are wonderful but thy would clash with my furniture

Merchant: Are you a professional interior decorator or something?

Moi: n-

Sales Assistant (interrupts): No, she is a professional MOANER, managed to haggle me down to half price this morning (pulls the scarf hanging across my chest to my face)
THIS should keep her quiet

Moi: (makes an annoyed face)hmmm, this new garb is really giving me a new artistic perspective

Merchant: (resigning tone) NOTHING can keep this one quiet