Mexicans have several main concerns, two of which are saying hello to people and telling me how pink I am. Greeting people is of the utmost importance. Not doing it is a tremendous mistake and could seriously hurt some one's feelings. In the MBA class I am taking, every student who walks into the room goes one by one to every other student, shakes their hand and makes a comment about tacos, siestas or seƱoritas. Of course when they get to me they say something along the lines of "Hello, American. You're looking pink today."
So, today I had a conversation that was so typically representative of these two traits, I had to share it*.
Co-worker: "Hello you!"
"How come you no longer greet me?"
Pink American: "What do you mean?"
Co-worker: "The other day I passed by your desk and you didn't even turn around"
"Or do you think a lot of yourself because you're pink"
Pink American: "Well, did you say anything?"
Co-worker: "Yeah, but you didn't even turn around"
Pink American: "Maybe because I didn't hear you?"
"It wasn't on purpose."
Co-worker: "I forgive you....but only because you are pink."
Pink American: "Um, thanks."
*Although I usually lie in my posts this is the actual conversation, only translated into English. No exaggerations.
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