ul sabet ingles
Sat, Sep 2, 2006I VoIPed my dad this morning to wish him happy birthday and to catch up on gossip, and he asked me whether I was having a “sabet ingles” (that’s “English Saturday” in our town’s dialect).
As I didn’t have a clue about what a sabet ingles is, he explained that up to 30-40 years ago in Italy Saturday was not a day off work (only Sunday, holy Sunday was) and when a few people started getting the extra day off, people used to say that thay had the sabet ingles, as this was apparently the rule for Britons.
So I told him that I was going to have an eyes test this Sunday, which seems to show that not only that the sabet ingles is not so much English anymore, but even Sundays are actually a regular working day for many people here – at least much more than in Italy, where I guess you can’t find many optician shops open on Sundays, for example.
Rather than any kind of sabet ingles I personally am always looking forward to a marcusian week, during which the huge amount of useless, consumerism-dictated, repressive work is abolished and only non-alienated, creative and socially useful work is what we dedicate ourselves to.
Ok, enough for Saturday rêves…