Yesterday, I was walking home to my apartment and saw an older American couple arguing over a map. I stopped and asked "Can I help you find something?" The woman just glared at me like I was a mugger. The husband said "We're looking for the Opera House." I pointed the direction and indicated it was only about a block and a half away. The woman shook her head "no" because she had "the map" and they ignored my directions and headed off in the wrong direction. I think I had a moment when I felt like I was a Ukrainian dealing with crazy Americans. I wonder how often my friends here think that about me.
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