Last week I met Kahuna in a Baht bus leaving Walking St. It was about 4am. He had his lady & I had mine. We swapped pleasantries, the usual questions - where you from etc, it was all good fun, only lasted about 2 minutes but we exited the bus in good spirits. I did not even notice that there were other people on the bus.
After paying the man, the bus was about to leave & another couple of guys also on the bus decided they would mimic my girls voice, but as you would expect over emphasised it.
My initial reaction was to was have a crack at the guys, however my girl in an even deeper voice mimicked them. She was not bothered at all. The bus left and that was that.
It made me realise that it is my self-consciousness not hers. That type of thing has happened often & I always decided it was her face I was saving.
After paying the man, the bus was about to leave & another couple of guys also on the bus decided they would mimic my girls voice, but as you would expect over emphasised it.
My initial reaction was to was have a crack at the guys, however my girl in an even deeper voice mimicked them. She was not bothered at all. The bus left and that was that.
It made me realise that it is my self-consciousness not hers. That type of thing has happened often & I always decided it was her face I was saving.
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