another fucking Dutchman overtook me

Many years ago I was researching my ancestry and discovered that my great grandfather was Dutch and I am named after him. My birth certificate states that I am a Czech citizen, but my nationality is Dutch. It is strange. The Dutch seem to have become fatal to me.

On New Year's, I decided to write an email to Nandi's new friend, Alex. I was really scared, it's not easy for an ex-boyfriend to write to a new friend. I tried to explain my situation to him, how the relationship with Nandi started and asked him if we could talk, call and talk about the situation. Mainly to know how I'm doing, if Nandi's new relationship is just rebellion because I was sick or if it's just a temporary flirtation or if it's a full-fledged relationship, so I know what to expect. I was inspired to write an email that Alex has on his website that he is a Master of Communication. So, from that I deduced that he is a mature man who is not afraid to communicate and how a mature person is able to talk about anything and with insight. Because he is a "master of communication". And this master of communication - how else - did not answer. Also, I don't work in a multinational corporation, because if I invite such a master of communication who can't communicate to cooperate, I will be afraid that the company will go bankrupt.

Yes, as I was driving to work, what else could happen to me, a Dutchman started to overtake me very furiously. As always, he must be first. Another Dutchman overtook me.