Take my landlord. From the first time I met her to pick up my keys, her first question was....are you married? It has been her only question since then. Recently, when I needed to re-sign my lease, I did so at her place of employment. She's a perfectly pleasant, somewhat older Chinese lady. And this is how the conversation went:
Me: Hi, I'm here to sign my lease! Your husband left a message.
Her:
Me: Yes, still working. Long hours recently.
Her: Oh, no good. I no recognize you....too tired.
Me: I know. I'm glad to be re-signing my lease, though! It's nice to live close to my office.
Her:
Me: No, I still live there by myself.
Her: Oh...no married.
Me:
Her:
Me:
Her: You stay until get married.
Me: Umm...great. I need to get going. Have a great weekend.
Suffice it to say, it was not one of my shining moments. You see, if I genuinely didn't want to be married, I would be able to say so. And as funny as the encounter was, she was asking really difficult questions--like, why haven't I met a nice boy. It was a humorous reminder to always have faith in the plan.
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