Bananas.

One of the managers at my office is a recent ex-Israeli Military. As such he could snap my head off with his little finger. He speaks basically zero English. He’s a very aggressive guy.

He asked if he could use my computer while I went to lunch. “Of course, no problem.”

I came back from lunch and there was a window opened to a website for Physical Fitness. Like, a ‘find an activity partner’ type of website.

In the interest of making conversation, I asked the guy, “Oh, cool. What kind of activities are you into?”

He responded, “Is bananas!”

Me: “I’m sorry. Say again, please?”

Him: “Is bananas! You know! B-A-N-A-N-A-S! Is bananas!”

Me: “Oh, yeah. I totally know. Right on, man.”

I totally don’t know.

UPDATE:  I think I just figured it out! Perhaps he was saying that he likes anything which is extreme — like rock climbing, sky diving, etc. He was trying to relay it me with song lyrics because he didn’t know how to say it in English any other way.

People’s brains are awesome.

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So I was walking through the South Bronx the other day…

I should preface this by stating that I’m no stranger to sketchy neighborhoods. It takes a lot to make me jump.

So, I was walking through the South Bronx the other day when I was scared shitless by a sound which made me the think the sky was cracking open or Jesus was coming back or something like that.

Turns out it was some guy test driving a Lamborghini in the industrial zone of The Bronx. He flew right by me at who-knows-what speed and drifted around the next corner. You could still hear the engine after he was very, very far away.

Note to self: Buy a Lamborghini