You know what irks me? I get here and I'm washing plates or sweeping and people are always shocked. Like growing up in America has rendered me incapable of wiping my own ass. It's even worse when I go to my father's village; if I'm carrying a suitcase into the house (the same suitcase I carried into the car) I get intersected at least three times by people who insist on carrying my stuff for me. I know they're coming from a good place but it's the most irritating thing EVER.
I'm not some lazy shit that doesn't like to move. Let me carry my own bag.
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hahaha! I can't believe you blogged about this :) who was it??
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