growing up...
it's a long standing rule that jumping on the bed was forbidden. jumping on the bed with shoes on... now that was a death sentence.
before entering my house it is expected that my guests take their shoes off.
most of my asian guest instinctively know this.
some others... do not.
they will scoff, smirk, protest, and pout.
but eventually all will comply.
on a recent eventful day, a self-invited guest ventured into the unknown and decided to ignore my long standing rule.
i winced painfully.
before i got a chance to say anything, i witnessed her prancing around in her dirty sandals...
on my clean polished hardwood floors.
i winced in pain again.
i politely asked her to take her dirty sandals off.
she rebutted me.
i was then graced with a lecture about how americans do not take their shoes off when entering the house.
this is not asia and how rude it was to impose ethnic customs upon one's guests.
in my humble home your feet won’t collect remnants of the outside world or darken with each step.
my floors are pristine and polished, so much so you wouldn’t need to look hard for your reflection.
dirtiness aside, i was more distributed by her lack of respect than her unwillingness to oblige.
if jumping on someone’s bed with shoes on is a death sentence, what is this?
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