I found my mom online today. We had a nice chat. She told me that she's been giving telephone sales people my phone number here in Libya. Eventually some idiot will call me.
Friday, January 11, 2008
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After living in Libya for twenty-six years you would think my Arabic would be perfect, but it is far, far, far from that. I do get my point ... -
In my last post I wrote about how I felt on the first day of my arrival back to Libya after a month's absence. I said it was dirtier and...
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The rains have finally come, accompanied by lightening and thunder. The weather is cooler and the dust has settled. We'll see how treac...
Every morning just as soon as it's light
ReplyDeleteGet out of bed and I'm feeling alright
Make me some coffee and I sit down alone
The rest of the day I'm on the telephone
Hang up, hold on
You got the time so you come on so strong
Save your energy and let me be
Hang up the phone and quit bothering me
I got a phone in my bedroom and one in the livingroom
A phone in my car and one in the farm
A phone on my patio for when I'm out on the porch
A phone in my pocket for when I'm down at the store
Now they have my number all over the State's land
The whole wide world has got more time in their hand
They'll be calling me up from Detroit and Lebanon
I'm going to get rid of my telephone
Go to my farm in Ain Zara and be alone
I get calls all the time from people trying to sell me stuff. I don't know how they got my number and my name.
ReplyDeleteNB: I'm starting a new Libyan section on my blogroll - you're the first!
Mahmud! is this a poem or are you serenading me? Thanks!
ReplyDeleteGarry - Thanks!
Hahahahah, I am one of these persons to call you trying to have an interview, market research or other questions....
ReplyDeleteBut I never sell anything. I can't help it, it's my parttime job!
Garry, we get numbers from everywhere, mostly companies that have you as an client...they sell the numbers in a database. Otherwise, the computer searches till it dials a right number.