Today I met a garrulous Irish person with a delightful lilting accent, bright red hair, and an actual twinkle in her eye. Within three minutes of her sitting down, I'd heard about her job, her daughter, her daughter's job, her expected granddaughter, her dental history (really), the best places to buy prayer-cards (honestly), her trip to Krakow for dental work (no kidding), and the possibility of her taking a job as a live-in caregiver for a wealthy, elderly VIP expat living in Oman (I shit you not).
It's been far too long since I had one of these conversations, and this one just about made my day.
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