It
was ‘Yakety-Yakety-Yak’ at 7th and Montana on Sunday as a visitor
from Finland made the scene, intent on Skyping up a storm on his iPad. At first, his loud babbling was merely
annoying, but after about 45-minutes I wanted to tell him to go to
Hell-sinki. Finally, Kovar interrupted
him long enough to get the scoop.
“What language is that?,” he asked.
“It’s Finnish,” said the Newcomer, “It's very distinct, isn't it?” “I just wish he’d
Finish,” muttered Cathy. But the
conversation went on and on. I don’t
know what sort of manners they teach across the pond, but something tells me
this guy could use a few semesters at a good Finishing School …
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