13.9.07

Ya No Bother

Okay, so no more pics--I've tapped that well dry.

But I gotta tell you the few very Irish things that have happened the last few days.

First off, yesterday I had a bad experience with a regrettable egg salad sandwich. About 30 mins after lunch I walked up to my boss and told him I was feeling funky.

He had a granite expression as he provided this one piece of advice:

"Sounds like you need a shot of whiskey."

Yep. Tom, you really hit the nail on the head. Whiskey on top of boiled eggs and mayonaise. Oh where do I sign up?! I laughed, but he didn't. He wasn't joking.


Secondly, I got a GREAT email this morning. I love it, because you can practically HEAR the brogue seeping through the computer screen. Here we go:




YES! I've been waiting to post some conclusive evidence that I'm in Ireland, and it looks like it finally came in the form of a 3-word email from a mousy Galway engineer!! I LOVE IT!!!

Nothing better epitomizes the Irish than this saying. It used to really throw me off, sayings like this. In the States we don't reply with what it's NOT. We say things like "sounds great", "thanks for that", "will do"...

Well, in Ireland they tell you how they DON'T view the situation. "No bother", "no worries" and "no probs" are the big ones. This used to confuse me--it sounded sarcastic, like they were saying, "yeah that's not a massive pain in my ass.

Otherwise, when someone said "no worries", I always wanted to say "Who's worried? Should I have been worried? I wasn't worried, I just wanted you to get this done."

In other words...it made me worry.


But these are just a little part of getting used to living in a new space. And at the end of the day, you can't really piss an Irishman off unless you take his drink, kiss his girl or steal his money. Anything short of that is no bother at all.

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