I had dinner at the pub tonight and as I was leaving and paying the guy said tredieci (13)…I thought he was saying 3o (trento) and quickly (I thought) corrected him (thinking he was charging me for 3 bottles of wine) said I had 3 glasses (bichieri)…the price went from 13 to 15 immediately…
this is why being an immigrant sucks…I think the waitress was being nice to me by charging me for a bottle 6€ and instead the boss man charged me for 3 glasses (9€)…ok it’s a minuscule difference, but this happens all the time. The immigrant gets hosed!
OK…I have another complaint!
I tried to buy 2 tomatoes last night to finish off my cheese and salami, and I ended up with 8 tomatoes cuz the bird didn’t speak english and she just gave me a bag full of tomatoes…so now that I’ve used up all my spaghetti, salami and cheese I have 6 tomatoes left…cooking for oneself is a viscous cycle…
I guess I need to buy more food to use up the tomatoes…
you don’t have to cook, you can practice to next tomatina (tomato fight) 🙂
oh…is. that what my balcony is for 😉