The video call dragged on and on. Madame C's voice droned and droned. Where did she learn to talk so fast, so much, and non stop, without pausing to think or breathe? It was a good 20 minutes of preaching, pontificating and condescending comments.
My blood vessels were bursting.
Then I thought, hang in there, this will be your last call, until 31 Aug, when we resume our weekly video call after the famous French summer break. Surely you can bear with this for a little while – just tune out, and think of your 99.9 per cent confirmed trip to Siena…
After the call, I was truly rewarded with my perseverance. An email in my inbox – ‘’we are pleased to inform you that you have been awarded for the scholarship n.171…’’
To hell with video calls and conversation monopolisation. Italy, here I come!
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