And some more similar thoughts from another expat...
- The footprints on the toilet seat are your own.
- You no longer wait in line, but go immediately to the head of the queue.
- You stop at the top or bottom of an escalator to plan your day.
- It becomes exciting to see if you can get on the lift before anyone can get off.
- It is no longer surprising that the only decision made at a meeting is the time and venue for the next meeting.
- You rank the decision making abilities of your staff by how long it takes them to reply "Up To You".
- You no longer wonder how someone who earns US$ 400.00 per month can drive a Mercedes.
- You accept the fact that you have to queue to get a number for the next queue.
- You accept without question the mechanic's analysis that the car is "Broken" and that it will cost you a lot of money to get it "Fixed".
- You find that it saves time to stand and retrieve your hand luggage while the plane is on final approach.
- You can shake your hands almost perfectly dry before wiping them on your trousers, or you have your suits made with terrycloth pockets.
- A T-Bone steak with rice sounds just fine.
- You believe everything you read in the local newspaper.
- You regard traffic signals, stop signs, and copy watch peddlers with equal disdain.
- You have developed an uncontrollable urge to follow people carrying small flags.
- When listening to the pilot prove he cannot speak English, you no longer wonder if he can understand the air traffic controller.
- You regard it as part of the adventure when the waiter correctly repeats your order and the cook makes something completely different.
- You have more knick-knacks than your grandmother.
- You are not surprised when three men with a ladder show up to change a light bulb.
- You understand all the above listed references.
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