One of my fellow colleagues at the university is a funny Californian, very American like…a big funny guy with Asian features. He’s always makin’ jokes, always smilin’, even without reason..he’s the guy that has all the premises of goin’ down.

Yesterday he was telling me:

- Oh Crisstina, but u are so nice…Did I tell u..I’ve been to Romania, worked there at the American embassy..I love Romanian girls..so smart and beautiful..just like u!

A little bit later..the same funny guy..in the kitchen(everybody had been drinkin a bit already and the talkin was goin’ great..):

- Oh wait..everybody..I wanna propose a toast…I wanna propose a toast for friendship. All of us are goin: Alright, clink-clink..let’s drink. The Nebraska fellow American next to him starts commenting : ” How cliche!”

Even a bit more later..the Californian:

-Cristina, can I have ur phone number?

- I don’t know it by hard, just bought my hungarian SIM. I’ll give to you at school.

- Are u drinking? Cause I can pour u some more wine.

- No thanks. I’m ok. Still got some.

- Come on. Drink it up so I can pour u one more.

- No thks. I’ll get drunk if I drink fast. I just wanna get dizzy.

-What’s wrong with bein’ drunk?

He just went on and on untill I could take it no more and said:

- K..the truth is..i don’t really like that wine..so pls do not me drink it..cauz i hate it.

He stopped the drinikin issue..but took out his expensive cel and:

- Oh look..ur number could be right here…gimme’ ur number!

(U can imagine I could hardly loose the chance of stickin my cheap-face number in that nice phone..and so I missed it…)

The funny Nebraska American comes out of his back again:

- Oh..he’s tryin’ to get into ur pants..how funny!

If it had been a theater play…the Nebraska guy would of been the clawn always showin up to laugh in this guy’s face, showin the dark side of things. I so enjoyed that part…

I got them out of the house and started chatting with Nebraska about the agressive manner in which Americans hit on girls. I said:  …if u come up in Ro with such lines as ‘WOULD U..’ the only thing u achieve is an enthusiastic ‘No! Go fuck urself..’

He says:

- Wel..ya.that’s what Americans do..but i’m not like other guys.

- That’s what u all say: “I am not like o-ther guys!”

- That’s what I hate about it; because of all the guys sayin’ “I am not like ..” the girls don’t believe when u actually mean it.

This could easily be transformed into a fraction with a period …an undecidable argument. Nebraska..cauz all of u are gambling on the belief coin.that’s what u get…misbelief..constant, cheap misblief.

And ya…the infinite chain of arguments. For what? For an unfinishable chain of weaknesses!