**Disclaimer: This a REAL conversation that ACTUALLY took place. You can't make this shit up unless you're an Arab version of Tina Fey.***
My Brother: "Where can I buy work-out gloves from? You know for weights and stuff.."
Me: "You should go to that huge sports supply store in Hawalli, what's it called? Oh! Naif's Sport Supply."
Brother: "You mean Nasser's Sport's Supply store?"
Me: "No, you're thinking of Nasser's Chicken. Sheesh, and you call yourself a Kuwaiti..."
Packing my bags as we speak,
PS - I'm sick today, and therefore miserable, so if you read this comment and let me know how your life is worse than mine at the moment. If possible.