Ces 3 jours passés à promouvoir les saucissons m'ont tellement fatiguée que j'e n'ai pas eu les forces de vous tenir au courant de ce qui se passe... mais franchement passer 9 heures debout et au froid (le rayon frais est très frais!) c'est crevant.
Une question sociologique m'est venue à l'esprit: plusieurs hommes ont goûté les produits dont je faisais la promotion et au moment d’acheter ils m'ont dit qu'ils devaient demander la permission à leur femme. Et souvent ils sont revenus me dire qu’ils n’avaient pas le droit d'acheter la charcuterie qu'ils voulaient... ok qu'est-ce qui se passe?? pourquoi les hommes n'ont même plus la capacité de décider quoi acheter à manger?? c'est nous qu'on les a transformés en ça? et après on s’étonne qu'ils ne savent plus prendre une décision et qu'ils sont des enfants...
Ensuite le jeu préféré tous les clients a été de deviner ma nationalité. 99% d'entre eux m'ont crue canadienne...je ne sais pas si être contente vu que pour les québécois le français est leur langue maternelle ou offensée à cause de leur accent incompréhensible... l'1% restant c'est un mec qui croyait que je venais de Tahiti... sérieusement, j'ai un physique de tahitienne?
Au moins j'ai eu plein de temps pendant mes pauses déjeuner (2heures de pause... qu'est-ce qu'on est censé faire pendant 2h quand on est au milieu de nulle part??) d'étudier mes textes pour une audition pour la semaine prochaine.
Et samedi soir, complètement crevée, je suis allée aux soirées d’anniversaire de mes copines Béa et Jenny. Je les ai un peu détestées au moment de sortir de chez moi... mais finalement on s'est super amusé!
Inutile de dire qu'ensuite j'ai passé mon dimanche entre le lit et le canapé.. ;)
Inutile de dire qu'ensuite j'ai passé mon dimanche entre le lit et le canapé.. ;)
Et maintenant ces 3 jours en images:
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These three days spent promoting sausages were so tiring that I’ve been unable to keep you updated… but honestly to spend 9 hours standing in the cold (the fresh department is very fresh!) is exhausting.
Btw, a sociological question came to my mind: several men tasted the products I was promoting and at the time of purchase they said they should ask the permission to their wives. They often came back to tell me they had no right to buy the meat they wanted ... ok, what’s going on? why men do not even have the ability to decide what kind of food to buy? They’re like that because of women? and then we’re surprised they are unable to take decisions and act like children ...
Then, the favorite game of clients was to guess my nationality. 99% of them thought I was from Canada ... I do not know whether to be glad as French is the mother tongue of people from Quebec or offended because of their incomprehensible accent... the remaining 1% is a guy who thought I was from Tahiti ... Seriously, do I have a Tahitian physique?
At least I had plenty of time during my lunch breaks (2 hours break ... what is one supposed to do for 2 hours when in the middle of nowhere?) to study my texts for an audition for next week.
And Saturday night, completely exhausted, I went to my friends Bea and Jenny’s b-day parties. Honestly, I hated them when leaving my house... but eventually we had a lot of fun!
No need to say that after that I spent my Sunday between the bed and the couch... ;)
Btw, a sociological question came to my mind: several men tasted the products I was promoting and at the time of purchase they said they should ask the permission to their wives. They often came back to tell me they had no right to buy the meat they wanted ... ok, what’s going on? why men do not even have the ability to decide what kind of food to buy? They’re like that because of women? and then we’re surprised they are unable to take decisions and act like children ...
Then, the favorite game of clients was to guess my nationality. 99% of them thought I was from Canada ... I do not know whether to be glad as French is the mother tongue of people from Quebec or offended because of their incomprehensible accent... the remaining 1% is a guy who thought I was from Tahiti ... Seriously, do I have a Tahitian physique?
At least I had plenty of time during my lunch breaks (2 hours break ... what is one supposed to do for 2 hours when in the middle of nowhere?) to study my texts for an audition for next week.
And Saturday night, completely exhausted, I went to my friends Bea and Jenny’s b-day parties. Honestly, I hated them when leaving my house... but eventually we had a lot of fun!
No need to say that after that I spent my Sunday between the bed and the couch... ;)
And now these 3 days in pictures:
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che carina, mon amour!
ReplyDeleteMa grazie! ;)
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