irish stereotype
I decided to catch the bus the other day. It’s been blissfully sunny, so the thought of avoiding the tram and taking some other form of public transport which had more contact with the warm(ish) air seemed sensible. At the bus stop it was just me and a mid-20’s girl standing there with her grass skateboard thing. I don’t know is it for grass? Some sort of long skateboard with big wheels…anyway…an old man tottered up all bow legged, ruddy faced and wearing a cute sort of old man cap.
old man (imagine in a broad Irish accent): ‘Now what’s this ‘ting you have here then?’
girl: ‘It’s a type of skateboard only for grass’
old man: ‘Well you must be awful skillful to be riding one of those so?’
girl: ‘Err’
old man: ‘Of course, I couldn’t be riding one of those ‘tings now…I’m too drunk.’
I looked at my watch. It was 7am. Yep, clearly still in Ireland.
brilliant! i love the irish, not only are they always drunk- they always admit it~!
- can’t wait to come over in 2 weeks!!
To be sure.
Yep, I’ll bet he was a taxi driver – in fact probably the taxi driver that drove me from The Airport to The Hotel a couple of years back. It’s the law in Ireland. You drink? You drive.
Gotta love them – crazy bastards!
He was nice with it though, so I forgave the early drinking!