As I walked to my meeting room and saw her sitting in a pod, still clutching the green bag but surrounded by young men. They were all distracted from their work and chatting away in Indonesian
As I walked away I heard the word "Anthony" followed by a lot of laughter. A lot.
"This can't be a good sign," I thought to myself, so I turned around and said in perfect Indonesian slang "Hey - I understand what you're saying."
But I didn't understand. This is just a phrase I rehearsed to help me fit in. Fucking backfired.
1 comment:
oh, poor tone, all the kids picking on you and laughing at you.
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