Thursday, March 25, 2004

No hope

"Where did you say you were from?"
"Washington State, on the Olympic Peninsula. I live in a small town called Sequim."
"Swem?"
"No, Sequim."
"Oh, like swimming?"
"Not quite. Sequim."
"Isn't that a type of seafood you eat?"

I politely laugh. What else can I do? I've realized there is no hope to redeem this odd social interaction, and concede to what they perceive is humorous.

But it's still pronounced Sequim. And it is a real place, not a verb or a food item.

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