Its not my dog
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Bonjour!
I was walking with doggie to let him run to the garden of the building .
It was a lovely day,summer days are here... many tourists around, with cameras and kids with icecreams in cone in their hands.
I heard a cry: Ow, Madame, votre chien, vous ne pouvez pas passer ici noh!
It was the concierge of the next building telling me off !!!.
As I was frenched cultured,(kuno) I was annoyed someone calling me in the streets,as if we are in the mountains!
What a cowboy!
I felt disgusted.
I shrugged and asked him: Ah oui, çava, what I should do then?)
He shouted : Vous devez passer dans l'autre passage!(kabila daw kami dadaan!)
Iniwanan ko nga.
When I came back, he was there, ready for a fight!
-Madame, your dog must not pass by here because that was all his pipi that produced bad smell
-Sir, it was not my dog, that PIPI came from big dogs, why are you accusing me?
-Oh, you deny it, but some pipi came from your dog!
(Thats it, i was boiling):
-Sir, I am not working for you, so be quiet, and where do you work, ah here in this building, you are the concierge? I will tell Madame to go down here immediately to sort out the matter with you, because this is not my dog, im just her employee and if you got a problem, tell my employer about it, okey?
Mr Nasty Concierge was off balance. He didnt expect an asiatic speaks french to him and even courageously telling him off, lol
I snubbed him and continued walking to our building with doggie in tow.
I told my employer. She said, is he a racist or what? How can you control the dog if it stopped and sniff and mark a corner?
Besides the road is not even PART OF HIS BUILDING! I will go down and sort it out! (ayan galit na Madame ko, lol)
I told my employer: we just let it go,he must have a problem with his wife, haha. After all, I already shouted at him and he seemed wary of it...
After my work, the nasty concierge was there again, guarding the streets if dogs making pipi in front.
I passed by, not even looked at him.
Eventually, everyday, if I passed by , I carried doggie in my arms and after I passed by Mr Nasty Concierge, I put down doggie and let him run to the garden.
Without any word to Mr Nasty Concierge.
That is to prove that if there are still pipi in front, it was not our Doggie who did it.
And everyday, pipi still every where.
But not from our doggie.
The nasty concierge didnt bother me anymore.
He could see I made some efforts.
Poor thing, what a work to do: watching people passing by if their dog made it or not, lol
And everytime I passed by with doggie in hand, he would say Bonjour,(he is trying to be friendly) and I would answer:
" its ...not... my... dog..."
And he laughed!
Lesson of the story:
1. If cant "Kick" them, join them.
2.Better to keep your sense of humour when going to work.
You'll never know if you can stand the "heat".
Bow! photo of chico, on holiday with us.
I was walking with doggie to let him run to the garden of the building .
It was a lovely day,summer days are here... many tourists around, with cameras and kids with icecreams in cone in their hands.
I heard a cry: Ow, Madame, votre chien, vous ne pouvez pas passer ici noh!
It was the concierge of the next building telling me off !!!.
As I was frenched cultured,(kuno) I was annoyed someone calling me in the streets,as if we are in the mountains!
What a cowboy!
I felt disgusted.
I shrugged and asked him: Ah oui, çava, what I should do then?)
He shouted : Vous devez passer dans l'autre passage!(kabila daw kami dadaan!)
Iniwanan ko nga.
When I came back, he was there, ready for a fight!
-Madame, your dog must not pass by here because that was all his pipi that produced bad smell
-Sir, it was not my dog, that PIPI came from big dogs, why are you accusing me?
-Oh, you deny it, but some pipi came from your dog!
(Thats it, i was boiling):
-Sir, I am not working for you, so be quiet, and where do you work, ah here in this building, you are the concierge? I will tell Madame to go down here immediately to sort out the matter with you, because this is not my dog, im just her employee and if you got a problem, tell my employer about it, okey?
Mr Nasty Concierge was off balance. He didnt expect an asiatic speaks french to him and even courageously telling him off, lol
I snubbed him and continued walking to our building with doggie in tow.
I told my employer. She said, is he a racist or what? How can you control the dog if it stopped and sniff and mark a corner?
Besides the road is not even PART OF HIS BUILDING! I will go down and sort it out! (ayan galit na Madame ko, lol)
I told my employer: we just let it go,he must have a problem with his wife, haha. After all, I already shouted at him and he seemed wary of it...
After my work, the nasty concierge was there again, guarding the streets if dogs making pipi in front.
I passed by, not even looked at him.
Eventually, everyday, if I passed by , I carried doggie in my arms and after I passed by Mr Nasty Concierge, I put down doggie and let him run to the garden.
Without any word to Mr Nasty Concierge.
That is to prove that if there are still pipi in front, it was not our Doggie who did it.
And everyday, pipi still every where.
But not from our doggie.
The nasty concierge didnt bother me anymore.
He could see I made some efforts.
Poor thing, what a work to do: watching people passing by if their dog made it or not, lol
And everytime I passed by with doggie in hand, he would say Bonjour,(he is trying to be friendly) and I would answer:
" its ...not... my... dog..."
And he laughed!
Lesson of the story:
1. If cant "Kick" them, join them.
2.Better to keep your sense of humour when going to work.
You'll never know if you can stand the "heat".
Bow! photo of chico, on holiday with us.
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French people are known for their direct rudeness, we have that here in Quebec too. He should have asked you politely if it was your dog instead of accusing you right away. That happen to me one time when we still had our dog, everytime i bring him out i always carry a garbage bag to pick up his poo. One lady accused me of not picking up my dog's poo and i told her that's not my dog's. She was so rude that I showed her that poo of my dog and told her to sniff it. She made me so mad as if the only dog that existed was mine.
hahaha... good for you.
love your blog.
love your blog.
you are so funny :) it's good you managed to prove him wrong in the end :P asians rule! yeah!