Have you ever had a moment when you realize that your different form other people? I totally had a moment like that. On Thursday, I went shopping in town with a few of my team-mates, and it was a really good day. I got a lot accomplished and got some things that I really needed. Our first stop was TK Max and that's basically TJ Max but instead of a J there's a K. It has A lot of really nice clothes and accessories for super cheap. I got a bag or purse, and as I was checking out, the guy who rang up my stuff asked me if I wanted to buy a bag to put my bag in (often, you have to buy a plastic bag for like 10p, it's something they always ask) and I thought it was hilarious that he was asking me if I wanted a bag for my bag. I started to laugh loudly and I try to explain why I thought it was just really funny, but he just stared at me as if I was a talking toaster or something. I knew the joke wasn't really as funny as I thought it was but at least crack a smile or something?
After TK Max, we headed to Starbucks and I got some coffee. As I was waiting at the counter for my drink, there were two guys, about my age, maybe a wee bit younger, waiting for their drinks. The lady making the coffee put a drink on the counter, and the guys were confused as to what it was. Well, wanting to help, I turn to them and ask them what they ordered and told them what the lady put out on the counter. They just stare at me just like the guy at TK Max did. Feeling pretty awkward, and wondering why people keep staring at me, I get my drink and head off to sit down thinking how odd my interactions with people have been that day. As I take a sip of my coffee ,and start up a conversation with my Team-mate Kelly, it hits me that I have an American accent.
I have gotten so used to hearing the Northern Irish accent that I forgot I had an American one. No wonder people where giving me odd looks, it wasn't just because my jokes were super lame, it was also because I'm from America. It was really the first time in a long time that I felt a difference between myself and the people here. I just thought that it was hilarious that I forgot I was different. Sometimes I even forget that I'm in a different country. For sure God has blessed me in being able to work and live here.
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