You wouldn’t think I’d experience culture shock when “vacationing” in my native country, but – ladies and gents – it has happened. There have been several, and I do mean several, moments in which I realize I’ve completely adapted to European living. It may very well be that as soon as things here start to seem normal again, it will be time to head on back. I suppose life just works like that!
This week’s “Culture Shock” moments:
-At In-n-out Burger-
Me: What?! I can have as much ketchup as I want? And you won’t charge me? Are you serious? This country!
- Mom tells me to get the whipped cream out of the fridge, and I spend five minutes looking for a jar of cream that we can whip into whipped cream ourselves (like they do in Germany)
Mom: You know whipped cream comes in a can here, right? Right there, in front of your face.
-Bumps into person at super market -
Me: Entschuldigung! Oops – I, uh, mean…excuse me.
Waiter: Can I get you something to drink?
Me: Yes, I would like water because this is America and it’s free here.
-groan in frustration-
Me: I can’t remember how to use American can openers!
-repeatedly searches for the bathroom light switch OUTSIDE of the bathroom, as is customary in Europe-
-automatically touches the wall above the toilet to flush before realizing American toilets don’t work like that-
-Feels toasty warm and happy when everyone around me is wearing jackets and shivering-
Friend: Ugh, the traffic to L.A. is going to be so annoying.
Me: Well can we take the train?
Friend: –Stares at me like I’m crazy-
Me. Oh. Right.
-driving down the street with friends-
Me: WHY ARE THERE SO MANY FAST FOOD RESTAURANTS?
Friend: –stares at me like I’m crazy-
Me: Oh. Right.