Gorging – la tortura del cibo

I pour my two coffees at breakfast

Uncle: Sta bevendo 2 caffè!!!!

Everyone arrives in the kitchen! (The food police!?)

Aunt: Ti fanno male!

Me: I’ve drunk 2 coffees for the past 10 years and I’m not dead yet!

Aunt: Si ma io ne bevo una tazza alle 8 poi un’altra alle 8.30 – con na’ mezz’oretta in mezzo (getting angry – capisco – as she lights her cigarette)

Me la fai una?

Me: Ok

Aunt: But two coffees are bad for you

Me: (in my head) you drink 8 CUPS A DAYYYYY!!!! And smoke!!!!!!

(out loud) It’s my only habit! Mio l’unico vizio

Aunt: Ma si possono cambiare l’abitudini!

Me: (in my head) well quit smoking then!

(out loud) è vero!

Aunt: Con lo stomaco vuoto pure’….

(she’s incazzata)

Me: (in my head) aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh

 

Man / Beast?

Does anything in excess become disgusting?

Food/Sex/Shopping?

The grotesque food culture has always shocked me!

If I’m hungry I eat. If I’m not – I don’t.

If I’m not hungry why try to force me to eat?

Boyfriends, relations, friends … It’s all about food.

Do you remember when you were a child and you couldn’t leave the table until you’d polished off your plate? Well, that happens here, only it’s your husband, aunt, friend doing the force feeding – 20 years on!!!

If I’m sick:  ‘è perchè non mangi bene!’

If I’m tired: ‘è perchè non mangi bene!’

If the boyfriend calls, first question: ‘che hai mangiato?’

At lunch: ‘che mangiamo stasera?’ (already planning their dinner with la bocca still piena)

If they are still hungry after they’ve finished their meal: ‘mangia‘ they tell you – so they feel less guilty about not fulfilling their own appetite to the max…..

MANGIA MANGIA MANGIA 

….

Obsession

Food addicts – then they complain that they’re fat, have cellulite, have put on 2 kilos – as they spread lard on their toast and try to make me eat when I’m not hungry!

Food glorious food

WTF?!

 

*verb (used with object), gorged, gorg·ing.

to stuff with food (usually used reflexively or passively): He gorged himself. They were gorged.

to swallow, especially greedily.

to choke up (usually used passively).

verb (used without object), gorged, gorg·ing.
to eat greedily

 

Note to self: eat with English/Americans/non-Italians/avoid meal times with the ‘family’

Memo: more people at the table = less concentration on what you’re eating

Reminder: they are Italian they are Italian they are food Aliens they are Italian

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Ho Ho Ho …. down under (contains strong language & scenes of a sexual nature)

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The Bast°°d = incredibly good looking ex soap star

Where = on set (the costume truck – he has his top off:I have my jeans ’round my ankles – there is a flimsy sheet separating us)

Initial reaction = both avoid eye contact, not my type, probs has a BIG EGO

First convo = in a ski-lift (undulating in Pausa)

About = renting his apartment

Seems = pretty normal…wow refreshingly…we click

 

(1 month later…)

Whatsapp tweet tweet: (The following conversation contains strong language and scenes of a shocking nature)

 

Bastard: Fuck off

Only 3 persons

Me, m8 and the owner

No persons!

Il nulla!

Back home at 7!

Only 5.30 sleep

 

(as I mentioned we hate lack of sleep)

 

Bastard cont: I am very tired

FUCKKK!

and I need to f**k ur ass you stupid slut!

Where are you ‘Zoccola’ ?

 

(ignoring the last comments)

Me: Well at least your hunches were right – you shouldn’t have gone.

I had an adventure this morning managgia!

My friend left early

her house is in buco del nulla

I get up tranquillissima

faccio la doccia con calma tutta calma

chiamo un taxi

no taxis

non so dove sono

I have 40 mins to get to work

Bastard: 🙂 (lots of laughing emoticons)

Me: run – find a street

Bastard: 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

Me: runnnnnn

Find a busssss

Runnnnnnn

Bastard: 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

Me: Find a metro

Runnnnnnnnnnnn

Bastard: Get google maps

Me: find a taxi

(don’t have wifi)

Runnnnnnn

and make it

just as the boss is leaving

cazzoooo!!!

Bastard: 🙂 🙂 🙂

Me: Mi sentivo in un bond film

Today there are 2 Aussies at work – they’re friendly with me

then 3 gatti

Bastard: Nooooooooo

Ask ’em if we can go down under

OZ for life!!!

Me: Yes I told them!

Bastard: Let’s go der

Daiii

when???

Me: haha – Io devo risparmiare x un viaggio in OZ

but I wanna go there

Bastard: Der we can work

No problem

Drugs

Weaponz

And stuff

$$$$$$$$$

 

(I push the button ignore in brain)

Me: Such a criminal mind!!!!!

Bastard: Certo che si può’ lavorare in un farm

Ottimo and contemporaneamente

Prostitution and….

prostitution…

Me: No d**k head

No prostitution

Odiiooooooooo

Questa storia della prozzis mi finisce!

I’ll stay on the farm and marry a farmer

Bastard: Me gigolo fo men

You in a farm

(did he just say for men????)

Me: Gigolo for men?

Bastard: Yes men and women

$$$$$$$$

Me: (Worried emoticons)

Bastard: $ Bitch

Me: Va beh! It’s your choice – your life!

Bastard: Dai – let’s go der

Me: I’m leaving the country

Bastard: When?

Let me sell my house and let’s go

Me: Why do you wanna go with me? You can go alone and sell your ass alone, no?

Bastard: Cuz your body = $

Me: NOOOOOOOOOOO

Noooooooooo

I have got nothing to do with this

I just mentioned about a farm

You’re the one wanting men and women

I thought you just wanted rich old ladies?

(when we went to the cinema it came out that he would do rich old ladies for $$ I am never quite sure of his sincerity or if he is having me on!)

 

Bastard: Silly stupid bitch

Me: Now you’re telling me you’ll go with guys too! Bah! Life choices!!!

My choice is a new life!!

Bastard: No ass fo rent

Only my cock

Just to push in

Not to get in

Me play only the man!

Me: Va beh!

Bastard: I only know that you are a slut

And I need to come

At what time you come back?

 

(I’ve zoned out – switched off – gone away – off to another fairy land far farrrr away from this)

 

Me: I don’t know if you’re being serious or not?

About the men?

Nothing shocks me anymore – who knows?!

 

So uomini o no uomini?

 

Bastard: haahahah no only gals any age or granny no problem til 85!

Me: Fuckkkkk!

 

He then sent me a porn video I immediately deleted

Bastard: Datz life

 

Me: Oh my god another Aussie just came in

I think he’s gaio

Bastard: Vaiiiiiiiiii present me him!

 

Cut conversation – back to work

WTF?

 

Note to self: Find a church and go to confession, go to confession, go to confession

Memo: This is just character research

Reminder: delete delete cancel delete

Post it: Things can only get … :-S better!

The Bast°°rd

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I get home

Fling off my slouchy boots and lie upside down on the bed. The radio is blaring from the bathroom. My aunt left the door open while on the loo (bit embarrassing…more so for me)

The dogs (Mother and Son) are scrabbling and fighting in the doorway

Whatsapp tweet tweet

Bastard: ZzZzZzZz

We hadn’t been in contact today. Something in me didn’t feel like seeing him…

Me: Hahaha sei sleepy?

or me?

(we speak Itanglish Engalian cocknalian essexalian mishmash)

Bastard: 8.30 hours last night

U???

(we are sleep calculators – both love a good night’s kip and ^storti^ if we don’t get enough)

Bastard: Did you speak with your parents???

… blah blah normal chit chat… it’s nice … normal … and nice…

We talk about the Italian food culture then BOOM

Bastard: Do you like this guy?

(Pic of hot guy)

Bastard cont: Wanna be f**ked by him

 

I stare at my phone for a moment

I am not shocked

It’s the second guy this month to ask me something ‘del genere’ and the third guy this year

Same intentions

Different circumstances

Bastard: Un model

(He may be a model but what is that supposed to do to me? Move me? Make me say – ‘Oh well g’on then – since he’s a model – why not!!!’) Has everyone gone mad?

Me: Why are you asking me this?  (Trying to bring some sanity to an insane conversation)

Bastard: Troia (which literally means whore)

Me: You’re a complete bastard. And where did you find this model?

Bastard: Is a friend of mine. Want u??

Me: Why do you want to give me to your friend? NO

Bastard: Gets me horny

Me: You want to sell me to him!!!

Bastard: No just want to see ya fuck with another guy. In front of me. Succhia cazzi

Me: No. Who are you today? Doctor Jekyll or Mr Hyde?

He sends me a devil face

Me: Non avevo dubbi

 

Note to self: Looks can be deceptive

Post it: Be careful

Reminder: Walk away far far away

 

Open another whatsapp convo (UK – Italy)

Best friend: What’s up?

Me: (I explain all … well not all – she doesn’t know the worst yet – nor do you, the reader – but I’ll save that for another episode)

Best friend: Be careful.

I want you to find someone normal.

These men are attracted to you cause you’re free and wild and they try to trap you.

Me: It’s like I’m their possession

Best friend: You don’t belong to him

Me: I’m coming home

Best friend: Good. I’m worried about you going out with him and his friends. You said he was violent.

Me: I know. Don’t worry. I just don’t get why all these guys want to sell me to their friends. Like I’m a doll? I am not their toy. Their porno star!

Best friend: These men want to break you

Me: I know! Why is that?

Best friend: It’s because you’re free and in their backwardness and chauvinism they have to put you in your place.

Prove their manliness

They’re cavemen

Me: You’re right. Fuck!! Some of the stuff he has said you would not like at all. U would have bitten his willy off cause of it!

Best friend: Lol

Me: The tongue was a warning (I’ll explain reader… the Tongue)

Best friend: I need to charge my phone. Keep writing… I’ll write back in a bit…

 

Note to self: Write to friends

Post it: Listen to their advice

Reminder: Meditate