when you're meeting mexicans over dinner, expect a lot of bullshits. and it's usually at least three hours long.
and no talk about business at all! so i had to step up. they had gotten comfortable with me that they spoke spanish straight. whew! interpreter all throughout!
AND I HAPPILY CLAIM THAT I DID FINE!!! WOOT! WOOT!
i have never been prouder of myself as a spanish major, as a UP graduate, and as a daughter of my working class parents (well they're both unemployed now).
woot! woot!
come on, give me a tap on the shoulder.
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triple tap! eres la orgullosa!
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