“He’s the problem,” the woman continued. “Men like that are holding the whole country back.” Mokhtar had work to do, and he was tired, but the orator in him was awake and ready. “Excuse me, ma’am,” he said in English. “You’re the problem.” The woman’s mouth dropped open. She looked at Mokhtar like he was an animal that had somehow learned to speak.
This is a hilarious exchange but I always wonder how true to life these exchanges are when written in biographies.
