I had a treat yesterday afternoon as I took the dog for a walk. I’d left the house shortly after dropping the children home and noticed, after about ten minutes of walking towards the bridges near the house, that a smartly dressed man was following me. When I stopped for a moment he swooped over:
“Do you know by any chance where Largo Argentina is please?”
“Oh…” I started to point in the correct direction (he knew where it was).
“Sorry – ” he interrupted, “I only wanted to speak to you.”
Cue rolling the eyes moment. Ladies, it happens a lot. If you have two breasts and a face, it is more than likely these men will find cunning ways of intervening into your life in the most light-hearted and annoying ways.
He then asked where I lived, how long was I staying, clearly – from the moment I began to answer his pitiful question – he knew I wasn’t Italian.
Before leaving he said:
“Will I see you again?”
I wasn’t sure what I’d slipped in that would suggest this. I then noticed, as the fateful Gollum did upon meeting Frodo that he was wearing a ring. A WEDDING RING.
He must have thought I was born yesterday.
The Signorina rolls her eyes