OTOH, we do things like pay complete strangers nice compliments. There's no reason for doing that, but to make someone feel nice.
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste," probably to make him feel nice, but instead we totally make him feel weird and Other-tastic. There is no winning!
I've also got the first-generation, no grandparents born here thing going for me. Or against.
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste,"
All I can ever think of when I hear/read "namaste" is "namaste, motherfucker!" And I can't remember who here coined that.
Anyone?
At the greatest point I am fourth generation, from peasant stock. So I always think I want to take to my bed like a Victorian Maiden, but n realty, my ancestors were busy being servants, and could not afford that luxury!
Oops, meant fourth, not third. None of my great grandparents were from the US.
I wish we had some more counterspace, Sue.
This picture shows all the counter and cupboard space in my kitchen. [link]
It would make the baby Jeebus cry. I have a freestanding wooden island that I bought and use for food prep, but I need more storage space.
My kitchen is long and narrow, so I'd like to turn the kitchen around and put cupboards along the long wall, maybe even do an L. I wish I was handy and could do it myself...I'd like to do it sooner than later.
ETA picture.
And I can't remember who here coined that.
I'm pretty sure it was Kat.
In Kathmandu, it's a constant chorus of "namaste." You make eye contact, accidental or not, and you must exchange it. It wasn't until the last few days that "motherfucker" didn't echo in my head.
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eta: totally a crosspost!
ION, 6 clementines and pink lady are 2 clementines too many for my guts. Oops.
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste," probably to make him feel nice, but instead we totally make him feel weird and Other-tastic. There is no winning!
Dude, you get so much random Othering. WTF, Humans?
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste," probably to make him feel nice, but instead we totally make him feel weird and Other-tastic. There is no winning!
True, true. I've been guilty of being the tool when I was thrilled to be able to use simple sentences in Spanish. Now, I generally wait to listen to a person before I make MYSELF feel cool by breaking out my sad little snippets of politesse.
Older, somewhat wiser.
And sometimes we see an Indian dude walking out of a bank and say "Namaste," probably to make him feel nice, but instead we totally make him feel weird and Other-tastic. There is no winning!
My officemate frequently greets Jewish students with "Shalom!" I've tried to explain to him why that's not appropriate.