N.B. It’s important to note that this is not a ‘bashing’ post, a complaining post or a whinging post. It is simply to discuss the differences I’ve observed and am experiencing and how this effects my settling in on ‘the other side of the pond’.
On our recent travels last week to see Bunny and Phil, I had a conversation which I have begun to realise is the epitome of my life right now in the USA.I will relate this conversation to you now (with slight artistic licence as I’m not a savant for week old conversations but you’ll get the idea).
Bunny: So how was the gun show you went to?
Button: Crazy. The guns were nuts enough but it seems the new big thing here is people buying torches with a Taser in the end. There was zapping going on all over the building which was very scary.
Bunny: *nods sagely* You’re right, that is crazy, I had no idea that was a thing now.
Phil: What do you mean a torch? What’s that?
Button: You know, a torch. *proceeds to wave her hands about in a torch like motion*A light you carry around and can turn on and off.
Phil: Oh, you mean a flashlight?
Bunny: Oh, that makes much more sense. I though you meant people had sticks with fire on one end and a Taser on the other. I was thinking, yeah, that’s crazy!
It has come to my attention that being a Brit in the USA, trying to live here, is going to involve a bit more work than I first thought.