Working from home with my new business has created all sorts of wonderful new experiences for me. Working in pajamas can be great some days, and it's also been interesting to see what goes on around here when I'm usually away. For instance, I have no idea what that man across the street is creating, but he spends all day working on something noisily in his garage behind his beater car. Interesting.
Anyway, today, someone rang our doorbell. Last week, it was the UPS man, so I got up and threw on something more presentable than a night gown (not much) and answered the door. As soon as I saw these people, I knew that they were not the UPS man, but for a moment I still thought they might be someone else I wanted to talk to - until I heard "Buenos Dias Senora."
Buenos Dias? So I said "um, hello?" The woman was like, "oh you don't speak spanish! I'm sorry." I foolishly responded, "si, pues, no mucho." She said "Oh, well, we thought that there were multiple spanish speaking individuals living here." (as in illegal immigrants?) I said, "nope, just me and my husband." Then I made the mistake of saying, "well, my husband is hispanic." She brightened up and tried to hand me a Jehova's Witness packet in spanish. I smiled and explained that while he is hispanic, English is his first language. I also threw in that he was a local physician.
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