So, last night, just before 10 pm I think, I heard “something, something BITCH” yelled by the woman next door.
It seemed even louder due to the quietness of the evening.
I looked at Sid, Sid looked at me, we both shrugged and made here-we-go-again faces as the yelling rant went something like this:
YES, WELCOME TO CANADA, BITCH. IT’S FREE… IT’S MY YARD, BITCH… I wonder if she is recording everything I say… mumble, mumble BITCH.
After a couple more something, something BITCH-es, she went back inside and the evening continued as quiet as it was.
We were speechless, as usual.
Apparently being in Canada, means to be free to verbally abuse your neighbour.
Needless to say, I am very grateful for the education.
Especially considering Canada Day is just a couple of days away! I am determined to become the best Canadian I can be.
What other advice do you have on being a good Canadian?