Laughing at myself

I have found a couple of things over the last few days that I had completely forgotten about living in America. One thing is that little screen by the cash register where you slide your card and then sign on it. It actually took me a minute yesterday of staring at the thing to remember what to do. Today I realized, after driving the car for 3 days, that it has that little remote thing to lock and unlock the doors. I walked into the place I was going almost laughing out loud at myself b/c of my silliness. What would I forget if I was gone for 2 or 3 or 6 years?!! I am appalled to find out that I have to pump my own gas here. That is just wrong on so many levels! In Ghana you couldn't pump your own gas even if you wanted. And driving isn't nearly as boring here as I thought it might be but that is probably b/c I am flying down the nicely paved highways at a speed I am not supposed to be doing. I started curbing that today. I think driving a little bit slower and actually being able to see the scenery go by is much nicer. Just occasionally I have to drive like Jeff Gordon to get it out of my system.

Today I think I drove the guy behind the counter at Panda Express a tad crazy. He was in this mode of firing questions at people in line of what they wanted at a very rapid rate. So when I got up to the counter I deliberately answered slowly and took a few minutes to decide what I wanted. There was no one behind me but nonetheless I think it is a contest to see if they can get each person thru the line in record speed. Ah the clash of cultures. I have gotten used to sitting at a Ghanaian restaurant where it might take an hour or more to get your food. I just wanted to say to the guy "don't push me!" Those that know me well know I don't like to be pushed. Anyway, the orange chicken was very nice.