Oh dear, when living in Latin America it's very common to take the easy way. Arriving late to meetings or other commitments, telling white lies to get out of things (No, really, we're out in Soyapango, won't be back in the city until much later ... when actually you're just standing out on the street by your house so the caller hears the background noise of traffic ...), or hiding information so you don't "damage the relationship" with another person, because what you might know will make them mad or something, and so you'd rather just keep it to yourself. Or what's even more common is gossiping behind other people's backs, and not actually going to the person directly and telling them what's up or what's bothering you or whatever.
So, when did I take the easy way? These generalizations aside, I've whittled away hours on Facebook rather than working (haven't we all??), and have unfortunately adapted to the little white lies, but I promise, I swear, I only use those to get out of seeing or spending time with people whom only want to hang out with me because I'm a "gringa". One guy a couple weeks ago told me that one of his dreams, ever since he was a kid, was to go out with a gringa. In that very instant, I tried as hard as I could to get out of seeing him. ... It worked. But it's a disgusting habit.
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