November 18, 2003

Conversations With My Family

Mom: But how are you going to be able to get medical care in Prague?
Me: Mom, it's a European capital. They have teaching hospitals there.
Mom: But what if none of the doctors speak English?
Me: I promise you, they have doctors that speak English.

.:.

Me: So yeah, it's getting cold here now. It's been in the high 20s at night.
Mom: Do you have hot water where you live?
Me: Do I have hot water?? I'm in a nice flat in a posh neighborhood! I'm not in a yurt on the steppes!

.:.

Grandma: So, how's Prague?
Me: It's fine, thanks.
Grandma: You still like it over there?
Me: Why do you keep asking me that every time we talk?
Grandma: Because I'm waiting for you to say no so you'll come back home.

Posted by wildsoda at November 18, 2003 04:31 PM
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hey, this post wasn't on your blog!. . . what's up with making me check two different places to get my fill of wildsoda for the day?. .. anyway, i had a similar conversation with my mom when i lived in mexico city:

mom: how're you doing?. . .
me: fine. . . well i *did* drop my toothbrush in the toilet so i have to go buy a new one. . .
mom: do you want me to send you one?. . .
me: uh, no, i think i can handle buying a toothbrush. . .
mom: so you can buy them down there?. . .
me: uhh, mexico city is, like, the largest city in the world - i'm sure i'll be able to find a place that carries 'em. . .

Posted by: bloopy at November 18, 2003 07:29 PM

Yay, I'm not the only one who gets these conversations!

My other favorite is:
Dad: There was an earthquake in China! Were you anywhere near it?
Me: Dad, I live in eastern China. That was in western China. It's a big country, I'm okay.

(Although so far no one's asked me to come home. I give it another month. *smile*)

Posted by: Anna at November 19, 2003 02:51 AM

When my sister-in-law's husband first came with her to Poland, he asked whether they have radio over there...

Posted by: Edwinek at November 19, 2003 06:15 AM

When I moved from Idaho to New York City for work, the family I stayed with asked if we had electric ovens where I was from or if we cooked over fires. They also wondered if we had vaccuum cleaners or if we just had to sweep our carpets--or did we even have carpets? I let them believe I didn't know what they were talking about.

Posted by: Dinky Chickenshorts at November 23, 2003 12:15 AM

I love Grandmas' way of questioning the best and her dear sweet response, she misses you.

Posted by: Desiree at November 23, 2003 07:28 PM

If you knew my grandmother, you'd know that the words "dear" and "sweet" could never be used in describing her. She's the family monster, actually. She just thinks I'm meshugge for wanting to live in the middle of Eastern Europe and wants me back in NYC so she has someone to kvetch to on the phone.

Posted by: wildsoda at November 24, 2003 01:02 PM