pacing the cage

you make good job. well done. old mate:
thank you. would you hire me? me:
of course! then, we go to hollywood in america and you get job being movie star. old mate:
- laughs - me:
this is the same gentleman that said i "look like movie star" and said he liked my hair the day after i got it cut.
then, at about three this afternoon he told the lady across from him that he liked her box (was in context and was referring to an actual box). a few us laughed for a good ten minutes.
her response?
"i don't get it. what's that?" - then when she found out she laughed too, felt stupid then responded with "how was i to know. i am a foreigner here, you know?!"
what a day..