but you're making me feel better for doing doubletakes at NoiseDesign's posts sometimes, having read Nora Deirdre
And smonster and I are both saras. Though I don't know if she has an h. Which is different.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
but you're making me feel better for doing doubletakes at NoiseDesign's posts sometimes, having read Nora Deirdre
And smonster and I are both saras. Though I don't know if she has an h. Which is different.
I do indeed. I am actually a Sarah Rebekah. Which is good, because Sara Rebekah or Sarah Rebecca would just be wrong. And I don't feel like a Sara Rebecca. I need my "h"s!!!
I am not an H. Sarah is not me. Funny how that is.
Funny how that is.
Isn't it? My mom and my Sara are definitely no H girls.
God, I want my snippy TWC tech back. This chick is useless. Do they have macro buttons for inanities? If she expresses sympathy one more time, or calls us a team, I will need to take a walk.
Re-entry stress (the industry term for reverse culture shock) was my specialty in my OD masters. When I casually mentioned my own experience, melting down in the cereal aisle of a grocery store, my cross-cultural comm professor chirped, "80% of the time, it's the cereal aisle."
It was a weirdly encouraging and confirming to hear how common the phenomenon is.
::nods::
There wasn't a lot of cereal around when I was growing up.
I think for me, it was yogurt or shampoo. But I get it being the cereal aisle.
Bread aisle. Because there was so much good bread in Prague, all 3 or 4 bakeries, meaning 12 ft of 3 or 4 varieties. And Smith's had a bajillion and none looked good.
The cereal aisle freaks *me* out, and I've never been out of the country. Too. many. choices.