Funny: Expat drivers (like me) ranting about pedestrians who believe they can bring a 3 tonne car bearing down on them to a halt simply by ignoring the car, walking in front of it, and holding up one hand. Funny, because they can.
Not-Funny: When there's weird weather, or strange happenings, joking that it's the end of the world. Not-funny because that already happened here.
Funny: Jokes about zombies. My Haitian colleagues' reaction: "Was it a real zombie?" Funny, because there are real zombies in Haiti.
Funny: Being told, "I need four Haitian minutes of your time." Apparently this translates roughly to 11 other-people's minutes.
Funny/Not Funny: At my work going away party yesterday my colleagues were laughing uproariously at something in kreyol. My neighbor translated for me:
Crowd: Nice job planning the party Nathalya!
Evens: You should go into the business of (I assumed he was going to say party planning) planning funeral receptions!
Bird: No, no! Anick should plan funeral receptions! She goes to two every week!
Anick: But when people you know die, you have to go the their funeral!
Yep. That was the hilarious conversation that had the entire group in stitches. (By the way, whenever I hear of a funeral, I always assume the person was shot. I hear in other parts of the world, people die of old age).
Funny: Me in heels ducking and darting around the compound at work to avoid getting air-bombed by our numerous and enormous mango trees.
Not-Funny: When there's weird weather, or strange happenings, joking that it's the end of the world. Not-funny because that already happened here.
Funny: Jokes about zombies. My Haitian colleagues' reaction: "Was it a real zombie?" Funny, because there are real zombies in Haiti.
Funny: Being told, "I need four Haitian minutes of your time." Apparently this translates roughly to 11 other-people's minutes.
Funny/Not Funny: At my work going away party yesterday my colleagues were laughing uproariously at something in kreyol. My neighbor translated for me:
Crowd: Nice job planning the party Nathalya!
Evens: You should go into the business of (I assumed he was going to say party planning) planning funeral receptions!
Bird: No, no! Anick should plan funeral receptions! She goes to two every week!
Anick: But when people you know die, you have to go the their funeral!
Yep. That was the hilarious conversation that had the entire group in stitches. (By the way, whenever I hear of a funeral, I always assume the person was shot. I hear in other parts of the world, people die of old age).
Funny: Me in heels ducking and darting around the compound at work to avoid getting air-bombed by our numerous and enormous mango trees.
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