Moment mais-où-sont-les-caméras :
Alors que j'étais dans le métro hier soir, ya un gars qui nous a offert, à moi et à une autre passagère, une tic-tac. C'était sympathique, ça m'a fait sourire, mais surtout, j'ai entendu la pub défiler dans ma tête - Que dirais-tu à un ami qui t'offrirait une menthe qui a bon goût et qui rafraîchit bien ? Mais juste merci... pour la tic-tac !

Now I really have to mention how much I hate people who keep repeating your name in a conversation. I mean nobody does that unless they're trying to manipulate you and trick you into thinking you're so fucking special. I mean those trainers at the gym keep saying your name in personalized work-out sessions, because obviously those are supposed to be personalized and they're supposed to payc complete attention to you. I get that. But other than that, I know my own name, thank you, please stop saying it over and over again....