Not too long ago, I commented on (okay, ranted about) the five questions we often ask one another, we being old acquaintances, or news ones both living abroad. When I was home this last time, I noticed something funny...
I was asked a slightly different set of the five questions:
Q: How's China?!
A: Read my blog!
Q: When are you coming home?
A: Technically, at the end May, but most likely a few months later.
Q: How's Mike liking his job over there?
A: You know, work is work no matter where you live.
Q: What do you do to keep busy?
A: I'm still studying Chinese, I blog, and I occasionally write restaurant reviews for an expat magazine.
Q: Do you really speak some Chinese? Say something!
A: Xishoujian zai nali? Meaning, where's the bathroom.
Of course, I don't blame friends and family members for asking one or all of the above questions; I'd do the same if roles were reversed. But at a certain point, I felt like a broken record and regretted not wearing some kind of signage with my answers so that we could delve into other topics during our conversation.
Sorry...I'm going to keep asking "When are you coming home?" until you come home! Yur cuz Wendy
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