“I hope I don’t get …………..”
or
“I think I’m getting………………”
Two of the staple sentences for Italian males.
As happened a number of times on Saturday/Sunday.
It’s not a big thing, nor that important but it does make me want to say ‘Oh, for fuck’s sake”.
So, a shaving rash (which is quite obviously what it was) together with a headache (which I always struggle to accept fully) means that it could, possibly, maybe, perhaps – be the start of a fever.
The problem is that their loved ones pander to this and so reinforce the idea that it’s OK to come out with this crap each time you see something or feel something. It starts with the mother and continues with the partner.
And I am not better than any other partner but, you know……
“It starts with the mother and continues with the partner.”
It’s soooo true!
BTW, it’s the same with Italian women. I’ve never thought about it as a cultural thing but you’re probably right.
Le mamme italiane are the answers to ALL your questions about men. Trust me.
Apologize for my English. I’m sleep deprived, and I can’t even write in Italian
Yes, unfortunately, I know it to be true!
I’m not sure about Italian women. It seems (to me) that once they have family, the anxiety about any ache or pain or wind or rain or change in the weather or change in complexion is all transferred to both the husband and the children.
But, yes, le mamme italiane have an incredible influence on the future generations.
For a nation of men that pride themselves on their masculinity, I am amazed by how, in the eyes of the English, they would be considered wimps
Your English is good, as always, sleep deprived or not, Lola. I’m guessing you must write perfect Italian