@^ @t6@f02@c HOW TO BREAK THE ICE WITH NORWEGIANS @t5@f00And again 'Hello and Welcome' to another miserable lesson of articles you never wanted to read, but accidentaly rushed in! Hey, just a joke. This one is really not as bad as it was supposed to be, because I have NOT written it by myself!!! I took this small one from an older issue of 'The European' ( Must have been in autumn 1991 ) and I think it is quite entertaining in its overstating way - 'Hope you do not mind... @t6HOW TO BREAK THE ICE WITH NORWEGIANS @t3by Hege Duckert @t5This is a Norwegian joke, so be patient. If you see a polar bear @^ @t5 crossing a city street at night, say "Good evening". If the polar bear replies:"Shut your big mouth", it either hasn't heared you properly or you are talking to a Norwegian on his way home from a party. As I said, patience is required to understand the Norwegian sense of humour just as it is needed to understand the mores of the mysterious inhabitants of this remote northern land. As Scandinavia draws closer to Europe, people who until now have not the faintest idea, where Norway is, are going to be meeting Norwegians for the first time. They could be in for a shock. To be Norwegian is to be, well, different. Now a new book has been @# @^ @t5published in English in Oslo called " How to understand and deal with Norwegian". Written by the humorist Odd Borretzen, it is meant to be an aid for businessman and tourist alike, especially those trying to get a Norwegian to sign a fisheries agreement, or who are mystified by their first meeting with this curious species. A Norwegian, according to Mr Borretzen, is just as outlandish and incomprehensible to people of other nationalities as a compact disc system is to most grandparents. First, how do you recognise a Norwegian? In the old days, the travelling Norwegian always used to wear a woolen cap with a bobble, smell faintly of fish and say very little. For someone who for 8000 years lived in his own cave on his very own mountain, silence @^ @t5is considered a virtue. Today, however, Norwegians dress in Italian suits and Portuguese shoes like everyone else. Thus, the best way to tell whether he is Norwegian, is to ask him: "Are you Swedish?" You won't get a reply, but a gnarled hand will immediately seize you by the throat. Then you'll know you've got your man, or rather, he's got you. But you won't get a word out of a Norwegian whatever the provocation because he is a creature of few, if any, words. In a country where the winter climate may drop as low as -20C, Norwegians do not hang out at pavement cafes discussing The Meaning of Life. Instead, Norwegians are the world's last great letter writers. If they want to complain they reach for a pen rather than a phone. @# @^ @t5Newspapers and radio stations get more letters per capita of population than anywhere else in the world. Norwegians look askance at events in Sweden, Europe and the US. They dream of the time when their skiers won most Winter Olympic medals, and corrupt officials were something that occurred in any country south of Svinesund. If you are a European businessman visiting Norway between now and Xmas, you will invariably be asked to taste the traditional Christmas dish, Lutefisk, a fish dipped in a strong alkaline solution until it has the consistency, smell and taste of a dead penguin. Mr Borretzen strongly advises the foreigner not to eat the dish unless he really wants to understand the inner workings of the Norwegian mind. This truly horrible @^ @t5fish symbolises Norwegian philosophy. If you can manage to swallow Lutefisk, you can also manage to swallow The Disappointments of Life.If you pass this test,you can get down to business. And if you are a businessman trying to get a Norwegian to sign a fisheries agreement,try looking up in Mr Borretzen's guide.It will tell you that if the Norwegian just stares at the wall,this may be because he thinks you're trying to swindle him. WHICH, OF COURSE, YOU ARE. @t4POST SCRIPTUM:@t5 Gosh! Nice guys these Norwegians... Well, I am really looking forward to spent next winters holidays in your seemingly lovely country, spending my time skiing, letter writing and eating Lutefisk. @t3>>> RokDaZone <<< @@