At a party with a preponderance of French people, another one walks through the door. She has blonde hair and beige thick-rimmed glasses. She tells me she is a 'futurist'. I say that sounds exciting. She says she likes English people.
Seizing the opportunity, I ask for her middle name. 'It's just on my ID', she says, 'I never use it'. I tell her that it doesn't matter. She gives me an answer. 'Yes', she says, 'it's quite a good one actually'.
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