Life in Poland

Hello world. It’s me, Chris.

I exist. I may be insignificant among all those who exist, have ever existed or shall exist, but I exist. I live. I breathe. I absorb energy. I exert energy. Sometimes, I even move and speak. So maybe you have never seen me, but somebody has to write all this stuff, nie?

I was beginning to think that I am invisible. And I don’t mean figuratively invisible as in “Whoa as me. There’s no place in society for a woman my age”. No, not like that. I was beginning to think that I am literally invisible – as in POOF! Where’s she gone? –invisible. Why? Because in a 24-hour period I have had road salt thrown on me from the front (yummy), sidewalk sand thrown on me from behind and then I was plowed over by a lady running to catch the bus in the morning. No “przepraszam’s. No “sorki’s”. Nothing.

But after this morning I guess I am not so invisible. It is amazing how a smile and a one-word invitation, “Kawa?” from a gentleman on the street can make you suddenly feel visible again. My existence has been reinforced. Even if my reply was a demure, “Dziękuje, ale nie.” (And yes, I did look behind me to make sure he was talking to me.)

Disappointed? What should I have said? I cannot go for a coffee with you because…

I’m married?
I have 2 children?
I just may be old enough to be your mother?
I’m due at work in less than 10 minutes?
I’ve already had 3 cups of coffee this morning and I’m bursting at the seams?
I only drink coffee with strange men for money?

All or any of these? I mean they are all true, even the last one, (don’t judge me) but none of them is the reason I refused.

Ok, I confess, it was his jeans, his impossibly small, incredibly tight skinny jeans. You know the kind of jeans so tight as to render a fellah infertile. Those kind of jeans. I’m not a picky gal, really. And it’s not for reasons of fashion that I refused as the guy looked good. In fact, I think he took notice of me because we were similarly dressed, very matchy-matchy, or perhaps he was impressed by my example of superb parking skills today as a slid into a teeny-tiny spot. It was a complete fluke. Everybody knows that I need at least 3 parking spots to park my one car. Well, everybody knows except that guy.

I am a woman of principle (well kind of) and I have a rule: Just say no to boys whose dzinsowe rurki are smaller than yours. Simple. Easy. Effective. Guaranteed to keep you out of trouble. Take that advice free of charge.

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    Marek Cyzio
    January 18, 2013 at 4:13 pm

    Thank you for this great advice! Now I know why my wife makes me buy these way too small jeans, it is to protect me from other women!

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    January 18, 2013 at 4:31 pm


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    January 19, 2013 at 7:58 am

    Marek-It only protects you from women like me, women with principles…ok with one principle that her man's jeans cannot be smaller than her own :)ds- What have I done to deserve this? 🙂

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    Lois B
    January 19, 2013 at 9:01 am

    Haha, Never a dull day in Wroclaw, let me add smaller jeans or nicer hair to the list.

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    January 21, 2013 at 9:19 am

    you made me laugh. that's more than enough 😉

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    January 22, 2013 at 1:28 pm

    good enough for me 🙂

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    January 24, 2013 at 12:10 am

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    January 28, 2013 at 2:13 pm

    It must be the new hair… Probably takes 10 years off ya'! 😉 The other day in H&M I couldn't tell if I was int he guy section or the girl section. I had to seriously check out the mannequin's \”features\” to figure it out. The clothes could have gone either way.

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    January 29, 2013 at 5:55 am

    Our Lizzie doesn't recognize that there are guy's and girl's sections – just clothes that she will wear (guy's) and clothes that she won't wear (girl's). She's a little rebel.Rosie, on the other hand, enters H&M and asks, \”where are the dresses?\”.We have 2 completely different little girls.And about the hair- I'm going a little shorter aka (hopefully) younger.

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    January 29, 2013 at 12:04 pm

    Nice blog 🙂

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