Categories: life, translation
Date: 09 March 2009 17:56:00
You are rushing to get to the Post Office before the last (and only) collection of the day to post an invoice. You pull on your jacket, drape your scarf round your neck, bend down to pull on your boots. One end of your scarf slithers into your boot and gets clamped under your foot as you attempt to return to an upright position. And so it is, that you are hopping around the room, trying to extricate scarf from said boot whilst simultaneously strangling yourself.
Perfectly normal, nicht wahr?