From Russia with love
I am off to a foul start. I’ve spent over a month trying to work out a Russian visa. I swear, they must think the cold war is still on (is it?) Be that as it may, my faithful Russian travel agent just contacted me with the bill for my visa etc… 2000$ Right… I wonder what mom will think when she gets her credit bill…
However, I take some consolation in the irony that this fee will be paid(in part) by my Russian coworker. You see, I’m selling her my furniture. When she asked me to lower the price, I promptly replied, ”You wouldn’t want to take money from the fatherland now would you?” This whole situation has me somewhat tickled. I’m quite literally ‘robbing Peter to pay Paul’(or Putin as the case might be.)
However, I take some consolation in the irony that this fee will be paid(in part) by my Russian coworker. You see, I’m selling her my furniture. When she asked me to lower the price, I promptly replied, ”You wouldn’t want to take money from the fatherland now would you?” This whole situation has me somewhat tickled. I’m quite literally ‘robbing Peter to pay Paul’(or Putin as the case might be.)

1 Comments:
Goddammit! You think you can just leave me with some massive ass bill, goddammit. You're breaking my balls, goddammit. And godda-whoa here I am thinking I'm transcribing your mom but it's really Eric Cartman. I'll be (god)dammed.
ensign out
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