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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2016 9:02:37 GMT 7
Looking exquisite - a Siamese Princess, a beautiful woman in a country known for its beautiful woman. Her husband to her left, a smart looking man giving her a three decade start in life experience. The Siamese Princess ate her meal quietly, while hungering for conversation. Alone in a party of fourteen middle-aged Europeans.
Her husband oblivious, he was too interested in his Aged Australian steak, or in throwing dome casual phrases at his old Dutch pal, the birthday boy. The meal ended and the Princess was delighted when the lady to her left turned in her seat and fired a dozen questions or more at her. At last, some stimulation, some attention. Then came the birthday cake, and a chance to find a role at the party. Our Siamese Princess whipped out her smart-phone and ensured that everyone motivated enough had their photo taken draped over the birthday boy.
The beaming smile saying "for once, I belong." And as long as that lasted, she did. Then the Birthday Boy stood up, the Europeans looked the other way, and husband toyed with his cake. And our Princess shrunk once more into the isolation that follows too many Thai/farang marriages.
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Post by rgs2001uk on Jan 24, 2016 15:06:26 GMT 7
True, very true.
How about doing one from the other side of the coin.
So he sat there.
The farang sitting on his own, unable to communictae with his wife or her friends, the wife wondering what social gaffe is coming next, just when she couldnt get any more embarrassed, the farang takes it to a new depth, he slaps her uncle on the head with a playful slap, of course no one says anything, why would they waste their breath, he is a farang, he doesnt understand.
Farang, farang farang is all he hears, his blood starts to boil, but he knows he must keep it bottled up inside, are they talking about him, of course they are, never mind, reach out grab another snack and make an idiotic smile.
His friends had warned him not to attend, he could be sat watching the football in the local farang watering hole right now, eating tasteless bland reheated frozen pies, drinking Chang from a glass and having a conversation, never mind thats its the same recycled converastion he has everytime, his mrs, her family, the heat and humidty, lack of money, exchange rates, it has to be better than sitting enduring this living torture.
How did he manage to find himself conned into it?
How did he end up having to pay for it all?
He had heard all the stories from other farangs about the breakdown of the evenings events and what should really happen.
Ah eff them, they werent farangs anymore, they had gone native, learned the language, he despised them and looked down upon and mocked them, what did they know.
Just another great white buffalo waiting in gods waiting room in the back of nowhere, still was better than the alternative back in blighty he thought to himself, yes this is really living the life.
He sat back and poured another glass and pondered about what dribble he would post online tomorrow.
He was respected on line, held in great esteem, the newbies amazed at his extensive knowledge of all things Thai.
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Post by cmk on Jan 24, 2016 19:19:00 GMT 7
At my last party my wife's Korean boss's son came up to me and said, "So How many Jap's did you kill in the war?  |
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Post by smokie36 on Jan 24, 2016 19:37:20 GMT 7
Brilliant repost there rgs....nice to hear both sides of the coin.
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Post by rubl on Jan 24, 2016 23:22:17 GMT 7
At my last party my wife's Korean boss's son came up to me and said, "So How many Jap's did you kill in the war? Were you tempted to ask "you mean apart from the odd Korean amongst them?" |
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Post by cmk on Jan 25, 2016 18:29:37 GMT 7
At my last party my wife's Korean boss's son came up to me and said, "So How many Jap's did you kill in the war? Were you tempted to ask "you mean apart from the odd Korean amongst them?" He's only 8 years old. |
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Post by Mango Fletchsmile on Jan 26, 2016 12:10:17 GMT 7
Looking exquisite - a Siamese Princess, a beautiful woman in a country known for its beautiful woman. Her husband to her left, a smart looking man giving her a three decade start in life experience. The Siamese Princess ate her meal quietly, while hungering for conversation. Alone in a party of fourteen middle-aged Europeans. Her husband oblivious, he was too interested in his Aged Australian steak, or in throwing dome casual phrases at his old Dutch pal, the birthday boy. The meal ended and the Princess was delighted when the lady to her left turned in her seat and fired a dozen questions or more at her. At last, some stimulation, some attention. Then came the birthday cake, and a chance to find a role at the party. Our Siamese Princess whipped out her smart-phone and ensured that everyone motivated enough had their photo taken draped over the birthday boy. The beaming smile saying "for once, I belong." And as long as that lasted, she did. Then the Birthday Boy stood up, the Europeans looked the other way, and husband toyed with his cake. And our Princess shrunk once more into the isolation that follows too many Thai/farang marriages. Are you using cake as a metaphor for his young Thai lady? |
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Post by rubl on Jan 27, 2016 15:23:17 GMT 7
Were you tempted to ask "you mean apart from the odd Korean amongst them?" He's only 8 years old. Excuses, I had completely missed the "'s son" part of "Korean boss's son " somehow. |
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