I hate nosy waiters.

In Germany and Belgium i stayed in a hotel four nights a week, but i was not particularly fond of it. Do you live in hotels for savety reasons? (hate these waiter questions as well)

Surely Arnon can appreciate the politeness of a waiter trying to make conversation. The depth of their hidden agendas seems very limited. An understanding smile might be more comradely though.

@Joost
Yes, well, it all depends on the waitress as well and the way the question is pronounced. In Germany we had a waitress who was making us feel at home, cooking our eggs just the way we wanted them individually. If she would have asked this question i am sure i would not have mind(ed?). It can also depend on your mood of that particular moment in time. (now we can see if David comes up with a dream about waitresses)

Today I talked to my broker Hanneke, the bad news is that some agreement - signed a month and a half ago, has been legally lifted. (I have been trying to sell my pied-a-terre since last year).

I like Hanneke, but I like the idea of spending a hundred thousand or so travelling even more. So I see no reason to get it done with fast.

Anybody interested?

It's on Funda.nl

Polanenstraat 50 IV
Just don't squat it!

I meant not done.

Milan,

Nope, my last dream I had was one of these literary to be continued films about some guy, Martin Meijer. He was in a beautiful house on a slope, his publisher borrowed him for work.

A dream probably invoked by reading one of these dreary Anton Wachters by Vestdijk.

Although we used to be good friends (being philosophy freshmen) I wasn't really welcome - for I had never paid my Internet bills or something.

I hear this waiter has been "let go" after this question.

If I recall it correctly Hemans ones claimed the following:

When you have an interesting life your dreams will suck, where as your life is full of shit your dreams will be very nice.

Not bad for a tentative pianist.

@Dens,

All I can make of this is: personnel should be asking questions - like in a Tolstoy script, not making observations like: "You talk too soft" - like I get to face on daily bases.

Arnon

You don't have to leave Amsterdam. Just change the hotel . :-)

Sasja

No, Arnon's sister is right. Arnon should move back in with his mother. That's his moral obligation right now. Far more important than any writing activity.
There is no relationship as fundamental as the one between mother and son. As the craddle of all fiction, his future work will benefit from it.

@Sasja
Funny:) But maybe Arnon means that people in NY are not as nosy as in Amsterdam? In NY he will not be recognized?

'The whole summer'... those two weeks will just fly by.

Recognition

In Amsterdam people pretend not to recognise public figures. But they go home and say "You know who I saw in the tram (etc.) today?"

A friend who is an Amsterdam tram driver has many stories to tell. So beware, Amsterdam can give one a false sense of anonymity.

Mieke

Maybe you should cut the Reader's Digest moralizing.

If my sister or I spend more than two weeks with my own mother we literally have to run away. I'm talking about a physical need to escape, not a feeling of "I wish I was somewhere else." It becomes a great battle of wills, and she thrives on playing the victim. It's probably no coincidence that we both live more than 10,000 kms away from her.

Mieke

I bet Arnon's mother is far more nosy than that waiter.

Carlos

I was kidding. Moral obligation is often nothing else than social pressure in disguise.

I think I may have been too harsh on that poor waiter.

@Caressa
Yes, well that can happen, certainly in blogs/digital.

@Mieke
I wonder what Arnon thinks of all this....

nothing else BUT.

david duinker

Are you a low talker?