happiness

My sister was in Paris for the weekend with a friend of hers. One morning, when we were having breakfast, her friend made a statement – “the French must be really happy people”. Surprised we asked, what the reasons for this apparent happiness are – “they get to eat croissants everyday”.

After my phone interview I happily announced that if I get the job and with it get to spend some time in Helsinki I will just eat liquorice and porridge. The image of little Fazer liquorices brought a smile on my face. My sister seemed slightly puzzled – “so you will come to Finland just to eat liquorice and porridge?” Yes.

…And then they say that today’s young are not satisfied with anything…