missfrifri

When you spend a few days with someone non- stop it's inevitable that they get to see both the good and bad sides of you. So, even if I've JOKED about my bad sides before, in reality it's not quite as fun. For instance, I'd say that I almost completely lack cooking and driving skills. So when me and My Man were on our way to the bank...

- Uh, I'm such a bad driver.
- (Trying to sound positive) Naaaah.... Well, I mean you'd be perfectly fine if you were just changing the right gears at the right time. And some other details here and there... Noo don't pick up your phone..!
- (Fri on the phone) Steeeeph! Ok so where are you? How are you? Where should we go?
- (Sweating) Ok Fri please just push your foot down so I can change gears for you in the meantime
- Ooooh, parking spot!
Both leave the car.
- Fri.
- What??
- I'm gonna need a freakin' taxi just to get up on the actual pavement. You parked the car like one metre away from it!
- (Pouts) I'm actually in the square! That's what counts! You can't say anything if I'm in the square!
- It looks like you stole the car and then dumped it here to escape into the forest!
- I'm in the squaaaaare!!!
- Give me the keys.
- (Suspicious) Nej, why?
- I'm gonna park the car properly.
- Nää!
- Keys.

When I come back outside from the bank I'm met by an extremely smug Alex who's done the perfect parking.
- See Fri? I parked the car perfectly. It's not your fault that you can't park, I'm better at it since I'm a man. You see, this is how a MAN parks a car.

Great. I have somehow developed feelings for a Manpig in disguise. (If his manpig ways really ever were in disguise, quite possibly I was just temporarily blind.)

Do you think Russell Crowe is good at parking?