20Dec/070
Reverse Culture Shock Watch- Day Two
Culture shock has thus far been light, though perhaps this is due to having spent the majority of my time drowsily enduring jet lag inside my parents' condo. I did, however, have a moment in the Vancouver airport. I was walking in the terminal when I made eye contact with a sharply dressed middle-aged woman who was standing at a gift-wrapping desk. She asked me chirpily: "Good morning sir! Do you have any gifts I can wrap for ya?". My first instinct was, "Why the hell are you talking to me? Do you know me? Good god!". I merely smiled and said no thank you, though, realizing that she was just doing her job as a North American service employee.
