I'm walking down Second Avenue.
Excuse me, says a young woman who is seated at an outdoor café. Can I take your picture?
She gestures to my shirt, which reads:
What part of UFF DA don't you understand?
I see that shirt all the time in Slovenia, she goes on, but I never knew what it meant.
She doesn't have an accent.
My sister sends me a lot of gifts from the Scandinavian heritage shop in Fargo. I tell her uff da is Norwegian for oy vey, she snaps her photo, thanks me & I walk on, wondering about the Norwegians of Slovenia.
Excuse me, says a young woman who is seated at an outdoor café. Can I take your picture?
She gestures to my shirt, which reads:
What part of UFF DA don't you understand?
I see that shirt all the time in Slovenia, she goes on, but I never knew what it meant.
She doesn't have an accent.
My sister sends me a lot of gifts from the Scandinavian heritage shop in Fargo. I tell her uff da is Norwegian for oy vey, she snaps her photo, thanks me & I walk on, wondering about the Norwegians of Slovenia.