I answered the phone this morning at work and an elderly woman asked me "What country is Portugal in?" I said "Portugal is a country" She said "oh, ok, now, What's the capital city of Portugal?" I said "Lisbon" (with fingers crossed) She said "oh....ok. Now, where, geographically, is Portugal located?" I said "on the western coast of Europe - it's near Spain" She said "oh...ok, near Spain, I'm writing this down. Now, so, they speak Spanish then, in Portugal?" I said, "no, they speak Portuguese". Ahh the life of a bookseller.

On the way home, the streetcars were diverted so I walked. They were diverted because Portugal beat the Netherlands today in the Euro and little Portugal is going bonkers as I type this. As I walked along Dundas, a man in a motorized wheelchair whizzed past me, then turned to give me a stare, then turned again (take a picture asshole, it lasts longer!). As he was ogling me and fully not paying attention to the sidewalk upon which he was riding, a man on a bike appeared around a corner and the two had a near miss. The wheelchair man had the nerve to yell at the cyclist "watch where you're going!"

I was on a run last week and I jogged past 3 boys playing street hockey/basketball (they had a bunch of equipment out and each boy was kind of doing his own thing) and as I passed them, one of them shouted at me "PENIS PENIS PENIS!" (they were probably around 9 or 10) Not sure what he hoped to accomplish with that but it made me laugh out loud! hahaha.

I start my internship on Monday - yay. I arrived home last night to two frantic messages from another agency I had interviewed at last week, asking if I could start immediately "we have a workstation for you" but I had to call back and say I had already accepted another placement - where were you 2 weeks ago?!?? But it is nice to feel wanted.