My pictures arent downloading so i have nothing pretty to show yet but I haven’t had a whole lot of time to get out and see the sights this trip to Thailand. It has been non-stop since I hit the ground in Singapore and then again in Thailand. However, since I thought a few folks might come over from Love Stitched today I thought I would leave you with a little story.
There once was a girl named Lisbeth. She thought she was the funniest person in the world and always laughed at her own jokes. She also decided to ignore all her instincts regarding cross cultural sensitivity and thought it would be really funny to ask the Pad Thai vendor on Khao San road if he had any pad thai ma (Pad Thai with dog). She laughed and laughed and he looked at her like she was crazy (and was totally insulted because Thai people don’t eat dog, which is why she thought it was funny) then he did not serve her food. (I still don’t even know why I thought it was funny). At this point she should have been highly ashamed and sworn to herself never to tell the joke again. But she wasn’t, Lisbeth still thought she was hilarious (no idea why) and decided to try it one more time… ON HER CLIENT! (seriously, what was I thinking). This had the potential for disaster written all over it. So at lunch when she ordered the offensive meal in jest she waited for one of two responses. To her delight the client laughed and said she should order pad thai chang instead (pad thai with elephant). I should point out that the elephant sacred in thailand. The fact that this client not only laughed at the joke that was obviously in poor taste and the retorted with another equally offensive remark means that Lisbeth and her client will live happily ever after in culturally insensitive business bliss. The end
To all of you who are new to this blog: I really don’t ever take myself seriously, I frequently offend people, and I almost always make a fool of myself. I also apparently get really lucky with having clients with a good sense of humor. I joke out of love and never to hurt anyone or any culture but we all have our slip ups. That’s what gives us good stories. Looking back this joke was not actually even funny but flying 24 hours then trying to find a new home in a foreign country in less than 24 hours and then hopping on another plane can sometimes impair judgment. If you continue to read this blog I will try to give you tips on how not to act like an idiot like myself. I am writing this after having spent the entire day looking at oilfield equipment in the blistering heat. Take all that into consideration before you decide to never read anything I write ever again.