Crazy
Okay, so there's this crazy Bosnian I work with named Mur. Yeah, that's the name on his shirt, that's what he goes by. We take out the trash on Wednesdays and Fridays. To give you an idea of his quirks, I present the following conversation:
Me: "Hey, Mur, d'you know a way to...fix velcro? I mean, the velcro on my gloves is all worn out, and I figure you can fix it somehow, but do you know how?"
Mur: (w/ cliche Eastern European accent) "That's the American Way, eh? We never have that happen in Bosnia."
...Yes. He's awesome.
Me: "Hey, Mur, d'you know a way to...fix velcro? I mean, the velcro on my gloves is all worn out, and I figure you can fix it somehow, but do you know how?"
Mur: (w/ cliche Eastern European accent) "That's the American Way, eh? We never have that happen in Bosnia."
...Yes. He's awesome.