Pancakes, Swedish girls and I don’t ‘sound Canadian’
Posted: 08/27/2009 Filed under: americans, awesome, creepy, swedish girls | Tags: creeper, girls, pancakes Leave a comment »I was talking with one of the Texans today and he mentioned that I didn’t sound like a Canadian. I still don’t know exactly what a Canadian sounds like, but apparently my diction isn’t similar to one. I thought maybe it’s because he’s only heard Newfies talk, but he has family in Toronto and says my pronunciation is different than their’s as well. That’s okay, I don’t want to sound like a Torontonian anyways.
When I arrived on Sunday, one of the guys I work with told me that I had to have lunch at the cafeteria on Thursdays because it was awesome. How could it be awesome? Were we going to be served by members of the Swedish bikini model team? And then other guys started joining in about how great it was. A few even told me that when they first heard about Thursday lunch they thought ‘How can that be awesome?’ but then after having lunch, they agreed it was the shit.
What was Thursday lunch? Pancakes.
Pancakes are cool. They’re great to have on a Sunday morning, and they’re not bad to have on a Thursday for lunch either, but I think it’s a stretch to say it’s awesome. Besides, nothing will match the banana pancake I had in Leh. Now that was the shit.
And finally, the girls. I haven’t seen any really, really gorgeous girls here (I am working at a power plant, for crying out loud), but most of them are cute. Really cute. And the way they say hello is awesome. ‘Hey-hey’ is a casual way to say hello here, so when you see a Swedish girl and she says ‘hey-hey’…well, it’s nice.
I’m not allowed to bring a camera into the plant, so it’ll be tough to take creeper pics. Sorry, guys.
Almost Normal and Cliques Never Die
Posted: 08/26/2009 Filed under: americans, work Leave a comment »The project I’m on has an international flavor to it. Obviously there are Swedes running around, plus some Finns and Belgians. But the bulk are people from Canada and the U.S.
Soon after I got here, I noticed that most of Canadians hung out together and most of the Americans hung out together. This makes sense because most of the C anadians work for the same company and have a past history, and it’s tough for all the Americans to break into that. Within these groups, though, I’ve noticed further cliques, especially amongst the Americans. Person A can’t stand Person B, Person B is friends with Person C, who is also friends with Person A. I thought all this shit ended after high school, but apparently not.
I’ve been hanging with a couple of Americans, and they’re pretty good guys. One is a self described redneck from Georgia, another is a Texan. They conform to a lot of the stereotypes – they hate Obama, they love their trucks, they’re not politically correct. But they are friendly and genuinely nice people. I think they’re a taste of the true south.
But man, are Americans divisive. There’s one fella from California, and he had two or three debates with the Texan today about Obama’s health care reforms. I think you can figure out who was for and who was against.
I’m almost back to a normal sleep schedule. In fact, I should have been inbed an hour ago, but I went to work out with a couple of guys and now I’m on an adrenaline high. I don’t know how I’m going to feel tomorrow.
