Okay, Who Does He Remind YOU of?
While in San Francisco, Phoebe and I went to the science museum. After seeing my 1,780th fish, none of which I could properly identify even under threat of death or a future with no chance of outliving my ex mother in law, I came across a docent talking about the evolution of man while standing behind an array of skulls such as this one:
After a moment, I leaned into the woman next to me and whispered:
JESSICA: Looks like a guy I saw on Match.com.
Her response?
I would have to say, a look of utter repulsion with a just tad of fear in her eyes.
My immediate thought was, “I need to leave the area now” that was, until I heard her say something to the guy next to her….in Russian . Naturally, I felt relieved to know that I was still brilliantly funny but I was also a bit distressed to realize that if I were to succeed as a humor writer in Moscow, which has always been a dream of mine, I would need to get to work on improving my language skills.
Don’t you agree? Oops, I mean, разве Вы не соглашаетесь?
12 Responses “Okay, Who Does He Remind YOU of?”
Jessica, your blog has not been updating!! I’m so glad you commented on mine. I just added it again to my Reader and it only shows the latest post as the 15th. You might want to check your feed.
I’m sure I have missed out on tons of hilariousness. I will catch up!
AHAHAHAHAHA! It WAS funny! Sorry it was lost in translation…
Funny in any language!
I wish you were standing next to me when I’m about to pass out from boredom after too long a day at a museum…
i would have laughed, out loud. and the docent would have given us that look… and we would have laughed all the way to the nearest bar.
Perhaps seeing so many fish brings out the best in you!?
Classic. You’d be funny in any language.
This photo looks like a man in the prime of his life compared to the population of Sarasota, FL.
Funny is not lost in translation. I don’t think? We need Marinka to comment on this.
Gave me a good giggle today Jessica!
Well at least she may have not understood what you said. Every time I pull that and get the funny look, they knew darn well what I just said. And so I’m the idiot freak that talks to strangers without their permission.
Why can’t I be standing in line next to people like you when I’m in a museum or some mommy like event that’s boring me to tears? I’m always standing next to people that either talk about yard clean up or the importance of homeopathic remedies. zzzzzz