An acquaintance came by this afternoon. We know his brother and have met him a couple of times. He knocks on the door and asks for my husband. This sounds bizarre but I didn't know where he was. The cars were in their usual spot. I vaguely remembered hubby telling me that he would be doing something...going somewhere...something. I did an Uh-huh without really listening (Did I just admit to that in writing?) and went on with my work...or play since I was on FB!!
So I called hubby a time or two and looked through the house without finding him. "Sorry. I don't think he's here," I tell my visitor.
I ask for a phone number so that hubby can call him back. He hesitates. Then the real reason for the visit. He is on foot and wanted a ride.
Well why the heck can't you say so!! That's my point! By this time, I'm annoyed. If he had wanted a ride, I could almost have taken him there by the time we had finished the "where is hubby" charade.
Then hubby appeared. He was making phone calls and has a habit of walking as he talks. He'd stepped outside momentarily. Hubby, of course, took the man home. It was a matter of 30-40 minutes.
Our visitor comes from a country in which the indirect is the rule....and IT DRIVES ME CRAZY! If you want something, just tell me!!
But before I come to this realization, I had a half hour of conscience pangs. Am I so hard and unfeeling that I'm now unwilling to help people. Why am I so annoyed. One cannot schedule a hardship need to fit my schedule. And on went the self talk. UNTIL.... I realized, this direct/indirect thing is one of the ways that I have SO much trouble adjusting to South American culture. The direct, plain-speaking American is rude in that setting. And one might as well wish for snow in July as to wish for them to speak simply. Round-about speaking is the rule. I know that and can deal with it in their country. But now?? We're in my country!
So...I'm not harsh and unfeeling about helping people. I'm just impatient and annoyed with someone from a culture that won't be direct with me! Is it better?? or worse?? I'm not sure. But at least I feel better about it.
Wonder what God is thinking?