… guy that I just met driving my taxi.
… guy ringing me up at the grocery store with no teeth.
… crazy drunk 60-year-old that won’t let go of my hand.
Seriously, what do they think we are going to say? I speak for all my white lady friends when I say this: marriage proposals are no joke here. Well I mean, they are a total joke, and what I meant to say is that they are abundant and annoying. I am not exaggerating when I say that I get at least one marriage proposal a day. I was at the grocery store a couple weeks back and a Basotho asked me out on a date. My thoughts were: “a date? wow! that sounds nice… great I wonder where we will… wait, what am I thinking?” I was so relieved not to be asked to marry the guy and be asked to an honest date, that I almost said yes (because that’s usually the way things go, you know, you date, and then you marry). I’ve got to work on raising that bar up again.
