Ooof I'm once again exhausted. Listening to french all day, then having to respond, use the right tense, verb, and so forth.... Plus being surrounded by awesome people and doing tons of fun (but tiring things).
It's not that difficult, but it is really tiring.
I won't Râler too long (it means to "moan" or "whine"). Here are some cool things.
Returning chez moi late last night with a friend I saw these artists making sculptures out of tape. They are sooooo awesome. If they are there tomorrow I'll snap some shots. I'm a sucker for public displays of art like that. Not the tacky, tagging kind but the stuff that is real artwork, with style and sass.
Talked in class today about how "le client n'est pas roi ici." The client is not king here, as seen by the often downright rude reception one gets. Personally I'm afraid of Parisien waiters (WHAT DO YOU WANT YEAH?). I can deal with being casually disregarded by sales staff here. I did inherit a watered down version of my mother's talent for commanding the attention of an entire boutique. I get attention because I'm making a fool of myself and need help, whereas she is authoritative and in charge.
One hopes I grow into her version.
Finally we had a very interesting discussion about french swear words. The male adjectif for someone mean and cruel is "salaud." The female equivalent is "salope" which means whore.... Double standard here? My prof thought so, pointing out that in his (wise) opinion that men tend to have more fun and a more fufilling existence when the world is more equal. Until then I'm going to use "mec-salope" which means "man-whore"... We coined it in class today.
Playing field= slightly more leveled.
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