A few weeks ago I had plans to go shopping with my friend Irantzu. At the last minute she sent me a text message that said "I'm sorry, I have to cancel, Ludovic (her boyfriend) wants my help to replace our toilet".
I wasn't that bothered, I knew that they were remodeling and it made for a good laugh: Irantzu ditched me for a toilet.
Today I ran into Ludovic at work and asked him, "How's your toilet?"
He smiled and said "Fine. How's yours?"
"Umm...how. is. your. toilet?"
Another smile. "Good. And yours?"
Ok. I quickly reviewed with him the story of how Irantzu and I were supposed to go shopping, she had to cancel, he wanted to replace the toilet....and that was why I was asking how it was, how the whole project had turned out...that it was kind of a joke....
He said, "Oh. So that's not an American expression?"
(stifling a giggle) "No. It's not."
"Oh."
He looked genuinely disappointed.
I walked away feeling genuinely embarrassed about asking a guy about his toilet.
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