This is why I have favorite aunts
I only like two of my blood-related aunts on my dad's side: aunt Lydia and aunt Han.The eldest aunt is kinda clueless, but ultimately harmless. My fat aunt (hey it's a well established nickname on my dad's side) can be hopeless. You'd figure after living and working in Smithers for around 25 years, a simple phrase to the cab driver such as "Hi. Please take me to Euclid street in Vancouver. It's near the Joyce skytrain station" should be simple right? Noooooooooooo. (My Taiwanese uncle and his broken but semi functional english saved the day here)
Other annoying things:
- Unsure how to operate the lock on our front door (You turn the lock horizontally; just like 98% of the other locks in the world)
- Unable to buckle up the car seatbelt because of either obesity, stupidity or a combination of both (I had to buckle her up)
- Goes to chinatown via bus #19 (as instructed by my mom and another aunt) and then calls me to say that she doesn't know the way home. Somehow she doesn't realize she should just take the same bus, but in the opposite direction. I supposed she could've asked the bus driver for help, but then again, please re-read first paragraph. (Mercifully, my mom found her with no problems)
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