A turkish friend once pointed to the men's restroom and said something to me in German and I assumed I understood what she meant so I nodded, said yes, walked away, took a few steps, saw something in my peripheral vision (which was an amazing feat considering I usually don't have any), turned, and saw too late that she had entered the room. I stood there frozen in horror and thought in all caps as only nervous thoughts do: OHNOWHATONEARTHHAVEIDONEWHATIDONOW?!
So. Assumptions. They ain't never good.
I assumed "lesen" meant what it sounded like. WRONG.
I assumed "unsympathisch" meant what it sounded like. GRRRRANGGG.
Just imagine the kind of trouble I got myself into when I assumed I knew what "bloed" meant. Good thing I didn't. Learned my lesson.
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