The (Supermarket) Help - Expatlog

The (Supermarket) Help - Expatlog

I dunno if it’s hypno-herited British reserve, a livid lick of BPD paranoia, introverted aloofness or a mixture of all three but shop assistants asking if I need any help make me squirm; which is bad news because on this side of the pond that’s considered service – people expect it. Nevermind that it’s totally forced. Seems it’s better to have someone deem you worthy of the performance than just make do with honest human civility between strangers. Standing at the checkout in Walmart at the weekend, I was reminded of one cultural difference that still makes me uncomfortable, even after three years here...

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