Friday, February 02, 2007

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

When you live in a small village and you’re a foreigner, it’s hard to maintain anonymity like walking down the streets of New York. Everywhere I go, people I’ve never met before shout out to me, “Miss, Miss! You late this morning,” or “Miss, Miss! I saw you running yesterday. You were sweatin’ up baaaaaaaaad.” I think from now on I’m going to have to officially change my first name to “Miss” since that’s all anyone ever calls me by. Of course having everyone recognize you has it ups and downs. Here is a random collection of the good and bad of sticking out like a sore thumb.

- The men sitting on the side of the road on your way to school like to report to you what you wore the day before, like weather forecasters, except they're outfit post-casters. Everything's news here.

- Some of the conductors at the bus park spot you from 20 feet away, run up to you, tell you exactly where you live and they have a front seat for you on their bus.

- Friends are able to randomly show up at your doorstep without much direction from you because they ask anyone in the village where the “American girls” live and are directed through the back roads to our front gate.

- Similarly, creepy stalkers are able to randomly show up at your doorstep without an invitation from you because they ask anyone in the village where the “American girls” live and are directed through the back roads to our font gate.

- The mini-bus drivers that live in your village will veer off the road through the back to drop you off at your front gate. Special delivery.

- People you’ve never met before come up to you and ask where your white sisters are.

- A random cab driver that remembers seeing you before and offers to drive you home for bus fare ($200 vs. $3500).

1 comment:

Princess Jibi said...

lol... funny post...
Do think you will miss being known when you go back to your country, where no one knows you? I miss it so much