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"She could never be a saint, but she thought she could be a martyr if they killed her quick." --Flannery O' Connor

Friday, May 27, 2005

In Honor of WoundedBug

This is a funny story about my brother, WoundedBug, who didn't know for a long time that when I signed off my emails to him with the word "ciao" that it was the same word which is pronounced as "chow" because he is not a student of Italian. And I'm not either, but I do know what "ciao" means and how to say it.

I also know the meaning of "grazie" but that isn't significant to this tale, that I know of.

So, WoundedBug was working at a company in San Luis Obispo, and he is an outgoing, extroverted sort of chap, who is known for being a little wild at times but always ingratiatingly adorable and very funny. (He is the sort of person who can walk into a room where he knows no one at all and by the end he is everyone's best friend. He is also amazingly good at getting people to give him expensive things for free, or at very large discounts. It's a knack and a gift, one I wish I had, but in the meantime I watch his triumphal progress through life with a little envy, and a lot of awe.)

But the point being, he will sometimes come up with funny little catch-phrases and things to say, and no one thinks anything of it, because they figure it's just WoundedBug being his hilarious self, so on one particular day as he was leaving his work, he waved his hand and shouted out to everyone, "Kay-oh everybody!"

And he didn't know that he wasn't, in fact, saying "ciao" at all, but "kay-oh" which means absolutely nothing at all.

The best part was that no one said, "What?!" No! Instead, they actually said it back to him!! "Er, kay-oh," they said. No one had any idea what "Kay-oh" meant, for obvious reasons, but no one admitted it!

Ah! This story cracks me up every time I think of it. All these people, absolutely clueless, but they won't say anything because they don't want to seem stupid, but really it was my brother who was clueless because he doesn't know Italian.

WoundedBug, this one was for you. Miss you, man. And don't worry, I am sure you can get me back someday now that you know Arabic much better than I do.

2 Comments:

  • At 1:29 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Ha, funny story. I thought the same thing.....untill I asked Petra what Kay-oh means, fortunatly I hadn't shouted it out good-bye to a bunch of people by that stage.

     
  • At 1:31 PM , Blogger Erich said...

    So I googled "Woundedbug" and your link came up and on a day as gloomy as this, I didn't need the reminder that I'm a moron.

    So thanks frogg.

     

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