Empathy

So, it's been nearly two months since the last time I posted, but I guess that's simply because I've been caught up in life.

In any case, here's the brief rundown on something that happened tonight.

My school had an end of the year dinner celebration. Everyone was drinking. Nothing new thus far. However, by this point in the year (6 months in) people don't pamper and coddle me in the same way they used to. Therefore, tonight I was sitting at a table where virtually no one spoke English. Suffice to say, I did not understand anything going on around me. In other words, I was sitting at a table where people were talking and interacting but I did not understand anything so I was not able to engage.

Itching to leave, I suddenly realized that this must be the same way my Mom feels in many loud and crowded social situations. It was super frustrating and make me completely uninterested in being there. In any case, when I return home I'll have a new understanding for how Mom feels.

Also, once my co-teacher was liquored up enough to tell me his feelings about my beard, he basically said that I must shave it because it makes me look like a "sexual criminal." That man...

In any case, I just wanted to jot these thoughts down, so now I'm done.