"Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa."
They say there is a first time for everything. Yesterday I experienced my first Russian cussing out.
Here's the story. About a year ago, a couple I know loaned me a movie on DVD. He is American, she is from Russia, (Siberia no less). She speaks very broken English and is very hard to understand at times.
I really didn't want to borrow the movie, but they were insistent that I would enjoy it, so I "borrowed" it, put it on my shelf and simply never got around to watching it and quite frankly forgot about it, (my bad).
Yesterday, she confronts me in a very angry tone and starts babbling in Russian with a few English words thrown in here and there. I kept saying, "slow down, I don't understand." It finally occurs to me she wants the movie back.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," say I, "I forgot about it." Thankfully, I find the movie right away and return it and tell her once again how sorry I was for keeping it so long. Not good enough for Mother Russia as she proceeds to unload on me in her mother tongue. I didn't understand what she said, but I'm sure it implied questions about my conception and birth and kissing certain parts of her body.
I've been cussed out before in different languages. Spanish sounds fun, French sounded almost poetic, German was a little rough. But brothers, I'm here to tell you that even though you might not understand what they're saying, being cussed in Russian is brutal. When she left, I felt like I had been beaten with a chain.
Yes, I was totally at fault and deserved a chewing out for keeping the movie so long, (which I never did watch). Perhaps a trip to the Gulag will be enough penance to put things right again.
They say there is a first time for everything. Yesterday I experienced my first Russian cussing out.
Here's the story. About a year ago, a couple I know loaned me a movie on DVD. He is American, she is from Russia, (Siberia no less). She speaks very broken English and is very hard to understand at times.
I really didn't want to borrow the movie, but they were insistent that I would enjoy it, so I "borrowed" it, put it on my shelf and simply never got around to watching it and quite frankly forgot about it, (my bad).
Yesterday, she confronts me in a very angry tone and starts babbling in Russian with a few English words thrown in here and there. I kept saying, "slow down, I don't understand." It finally occurs to me she wants the movie back.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," say I, "I forgot about it." Thankfully, I find the movie right away and return it and tell her once again how sorry I was for keeping it so long. Not good enough for Mother Russia as she proceeds to unload on me in her mother tongue. I didn't understand what she said, but I'm sure it implied questions about my conception and birth and kissing certain parts of her body.
I've been cussed out before in different languages. Spanish sounds fun, French sounded almost poetic, German was a little rough. But brothers, I'm here to tell you that even though you might not understand what they're saying, being cussed in Russian is brutal. When she left, I felt like I had been beaten with a chain.
Yes, I was totally at fault and deserved a chewing out for keeping the movie so long, (which I never did watch). Perhaps a trip to the Gulag will be enough penance to put things right again.