2009-01-09 • Gugster • Views:210
A couple of years ago, back in the collage days, something peculiar happened. Me and my friend “Barda”, was having a lunch break from or finance courses at Gotland University Collage. Barda a well groomed person that is actually ironing his jeans and stuff, went to eat with me at St:Hans. An incredible picturesque restaurant in middle of the medieval town of Visby. On the menu that day was the traditional and unique Swedish sausage “isterband”, a kind of smoked sausage with pork, grain and potato in it. Isterband is like food mostly elderly people eat, so when I order it Barda couldn’t stop laughing at me. He took the caesar salad. Starting eating, a thing happened that would leave a stain on my past for eternity. I cut the sausage in the middle, making a fat liquid from the sausage fly in the air, and landing on my pants and t-shirt. I have never heard someone laugh at another person’s misfortune as Mr Barda. The laugh echoed between the centuries old wall of St.Hans for a long period of time. And I have yet to this day, been able to wipe out the stain from my clothes or the laugh and smile on Barda whenever he takes up the subject of the “Isterband” incident.
Like in poker it’s not easy to wipe out a first impression of an opponent when he or she makes a move that marks him as a donkey/fish. Even if someone makes a bad move, it wouldn´t matter in the long run if that player later on transformed to be a player that makes lesser mistakes and better plays. Because if you stated in your mind that a fish is always a fish, the joke can be on you. In the long run people tend to evolve, people learn from their mistakes (hopefully), and they become better. If you or me fail to notice the transformation, it could cost us a lot of money on the poker tables. So it’s important to think in the present and not be blinded of the donkey moves in the past.
Laugh about the mistakes you make, and laugh at others mistake´s. It’s okay. But most importantly, learn from it… In the future whenever I eat another isterband, I will try to aim the sausage at Barda. Then we will see who is laughing.
St:Hans ruins
Smoked Isterband
Well we all know that Mister Gugig sure likes his "Isterband"...
When he decided to go to Malta he phoned Director Enoksson (The Vice president of a large Swedish sausage retailer) up
on his emergency line and ordered a years supply of his favourite "Isterband". Because as he always says "Life is not worth living without "Isterband", but the story does'nt end here. He also booked a special seat on the plane suited for his precious sausage from Sweden, very close to his own seat so that he can guard and watch it all the way to Malta.