I'm wondering if the Thai people are just a bunch of smiley faced passive aggressive bastards this side of the international dateline. They call this place the land of smiles, and to be frank, I have a difficult time with the all smiles all the time routine. We've been ripped off by a lot of smiling people, which leaves me to wonder about this friendly veneer and all of this prayer pose bowing.
We go to this alley every morning for breakfast. The cook, a lady boy often sporting a billowing blouse, greets us with the biggest smile, as we delight in one of our two Thai Phrases - Sawadee Khrap! Helllloo! Hellloo! We all say to each other, but immediately he turns to his right and starts murmuring in Thai, using the same kind of face you might don when shoveling elephant shit out of your bed.
Hard to know. Poodle M suggested we hire an interpreter to sit next to us, but pretend he or she is also a foreigner, just so we can understand the shit talking.
And they just giggle. When all else fails, giggle. Massage too hard? he he he!
We don't understand each other so I've taken to slipping in non sequiturs like, This is a great dish, I masturbated all over myself this morning. I smile hugely and wait for the giggle.
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