07Jul / 2004

International diplomacy

I was sitting around with a bunch of young diplomats from around the world the other day drinking coffee and talking about international relations.

    Diplomat 1: Bzzbzzbzzbzbzzz.
    Diplomat 2: Bzzbzbbzzzzbzbzbzz.
    Diplomat 3: Bzzbzbzbzbbbbbzzzz.
    Diplomat 4: Bzzbzbbbbzzzzzzbzbzzz.
    Diplomat 5: Bzzbzbbzzz
    Diplomat 6: Bbzzzzbzbzbzz
    [finally, 15 minutes later, the topic drifts to something I can contribute to]
    Diplomat 2: …hands, and feet were also bound. And gagged.
    Diplomat 3: What did police say the cause of death was again?
    Diplomat 2: Asf… asfi… asfix…
    Me: Asphyxiation?
    Diplomat 4: Say what?
    Me: Asphyxiation.
    Diplomat 5: Spelled how?
    Diplomat 6: A-S-P-H-Y-X-I-A-T-I-ON
    [everyone looks at him suspiciously]
    Diplomat 6: [shrugs]
    Diplomat 3: What is that, exactly?
    Me: Remember Michael Hutchence?

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3 responses to “International diplomacy”

  1. M o I

    ((waves))

    I love all the different Bzzbbzzzzbzzzz. And the spelling skills of the sixth diplomat.

  2. mig

    Moira! Hi!

    It was like being in an interesting spelling bee.

    [waiting for all the "diplomatic asphyxiation fetish" search hits]

  3. paul

    Perhaps you could have worked the conversation from Michael Hutchence over to Richard Gere and then on to gerbils and then you could start talking about hedgehogs where you could be the expert…