...is nothing like in Canada. This morning my phone rang. I knew it would be a wrong number. Why? Because everyone I know here - aside from the front desk staff and the ladies at the coffee shop down the road - I would see at work in a couple of hours. Or they would just text me. Texting is huge here. Even bigger than it is back home.
This is how the conversation went, for WAY too long.
Me: Hello?
Male caller: Allo?
Me: Hello?
Caller: Allo?
Me (hanging up): Argh!
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Lucky you!
They usually try to pry my name out of my sealed lips ha!
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