Random musings of a motodop.
Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2020 8:46 am
After accompanying her best friend’s auntie to and from Kampot yesterday to sign and thumbprint some papers for hard title, missus still had to go to a birthday party that night.
So she called up a PassApp motodop. Bajaj pulled up and she got it. And then the weirdness started.
The driver told missus she was so young that must be in grade school. And that she was way too young to go out at night. He then commented on her beauty by contrasting her with an morbidly obese foreigner lady on a moto next to them. Furthermore, he said she looked like the type that went out every night, and that didn’t come back home until the next day. Then followed it up with she must have many men and must have contemplated suicide frequently because she was a working girl. And he asked if she wanted to confess her suicidal thoughts to him.
Entire ride was like this. At the end, he couldn’t stop talking long enough to get paid. And then demanded extra for making him cross-examine her.
There are times that I am so glad I’m not fluent in Khmer. This is definitely one of them.
So she called up a PassApp motodop. Bajaj pulled up and she got it. And then the weirdness started.
The driver told missus she was so young that must be in grade school. And that she was way too young to go out at night. He then commented on her beauty by contrasting her with an morbidly obese foreigner lady on a moto next to them. Furthermore, he said she looked like the type that went out every night, and that didn’t come back home until the next day. Then followed it up with she must have many men and must have contemplated suicide frequently because she was a working girl. And he asked if she wanted to confess her suicidal thoughts to him.
Entire ride was like this. At the end, he couldn’t stop talking long enough to get paid. And then demanded extra for making him cross-examine her.
There are times that I am so glad I’m not fluent in Khmer. This is definitely one of them.