I tend not to let things bother me.
I am a happy little soul.
But all this has just changed in the last hour!!!!!!!!!!
I came really close to actually slapping someone!
I have just had THE most pathetic conversation ever known to man.
I'm in the queue in the bank and as is typical in Spain it's a slow process, but also typical here is the fact the Spanish are very partial to a queue..indeed they positively encourage it as it gives them another reason for chatting.
Anyway..I'm fourth in the line of waiting and there is a couple behind me.
This couple start chatting and it turns out they're over on holiday visiting their family who live in Fuengirola and have just spent the morning playing golf at Lauro golf which is about 2kms away.
Oh they're having a lovely time, the weather is gorgeous, the food is good, etc, etc.
They then go on to discuss various banking details but not in the quietest of tones.
(Bear in mind I'm standing in front of them, minding my own business but can't help but overhearing them.)
The door opens and in comes a friend of mine, Spanish, as most of my friends here are, and can't speak a word of English so obviously we start chatting away in Spanish..as you do.
I get to the cashier, do my banking business then stand aside and wait until Isabella has been seen.
We then go outside and I decide on the spur of the moment to use the cashpoint.
As I'm walking away (I've said goodbye to Issi) the English man then accosts me!!!!!
Yes, accosts me!!!
Was I listening to their conversation in the bank the man asked?!!
Eh??!
What did I overhear?!!
Eh??!!
And I should have let them know I could understand what they were saying as I looked Spanish from the back so how were they supposed to know that I could understand what they were saying!!!!!
I actually laughed out loud at this then suddenly thought I might be on a Candid Camera thing!
But no! He was serious!
What??!! Don't be so bl**dy ridiculous I said.
Do you really think I give a monkey's nadger what you were talking about!!
You wouldn't get this in the UK he says!
Oh so the non British residents have a separate bank to you then do they, I ask!!
And everyone talks to each other so you know they're English, do they?
He just stood there glaring at me as his wife looked totally embarrassed.
I cannot tell you how difficult it was to remain polite but pointed out that this was the most pathetic thing I'd ever heard in my life then walked away.
Walking home I alternated between pure fury and gobsmackedness.
I think I might need a beer.
