Arriving back to the flat to find a mini disaster zone (aka plaster blizzard) and a repairman who I could barely understand thanks to the heaviest Scottish accent that I have heard in at least a year, it's easy to say that my Friday wasn't off to the best start possible. However, on his third tea break in three hours, he asked me where I was from. After getting a blank look when I said the United States, I repeated it a few times, thinking that he either couldn't understand my accent or I had completely misunderstood his question. But then he said to me, "Hmm. But you've picked up a bit of a Scottish accent."
Really???
If I was wittier and wiser, my response could have been:
"Awa' an bile yer heid"
also known as: Away and boil your head! or Get lost, you're talking rubbish!
Really???
If I was wittier and wiser, my response could have been:
"Awa' an bile yer heid"
also known as: Away and boil your head! or Get lost, you're talking rubbish!
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