My physical therapist likes to talk. Which is cool - he's interesting and moving to the US next year, so we talk about cultural differences and such. (Although for the record, massaging the muscles over my lungs does not help my French prononciation.)
Oh, and this story is funnier if you know I have to take my shirt off for PT. But less creepy if you know he has a wife and kids.
So, back to the massage where I try to get out understandable French while my lungs get moved around:
Him: So are you looking for a french spouse?
Me: Actually, no. I have a big family and France is very far away.
(we revisited the subject later)
Me: Well, getting a visa is pretty easy with my contract cause it's basically through the government, but otherwise it's much more complicated.
Him: So you should find a french spouse
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