Old fashioned
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greybetaOne day, my scheming roommate hypothetically asked me a question*:
Roomie: Would you be okay if one day I brought a girl to the room to sleep with me in my bed?
Me: Uh, no?
Roomie: Why not?
Me: Two words…child support.
Roomie: Dude, it’s not like we’re going to do anything. Why would you be so opposed to it?
Me: Hmmm, I can’t quite explain it at this moment.
But now I can explain a little better, and part of it is the fact that I was raised a Brimstone Baptist. Now that I think about it a little more, though, I see that my culture plays as big of a role, if not bigger.
A little caveat before I begin, my parents are olde fashioned. Sure there’s the new or American way of dating, but they know the old Vietnamese way.
See, things aren’t quite official until your parents meet their parents. And sleeping in the same bed, even if no funny stuff happens, would be considered going against that valuable tradition. It’d be tossing it aside and leaving it out to dry.
You can call me old fashioned.
One of my few remaining problems is finding a way to stop my scheming roommate’s ceaseless complaints of “I need a girl, Daniel. A hot girl.” Actually, that one might already be answered.
*this is not an exact transcript of the conversation
Roomie: Would you be okay if one day I brought a girl to the room to sleep with me in my bed?
Me: Uh, no?
Roomie: Why not?
Me: Two words…child support.
Roomie: Dude, it’s not like we’re going to do anything. Why would you be so opposed to it?
Me: Hmmm, I can’t quite explain it at this moment.
But now I can explain a little better, and part of it is the fact that I was raised a Brimstone Baptist. Now that I think about it a little more, though, I see that my culture plays as big of a role, if not bigger.
A little caveat before I begin, my parents are olde fashioned. Sure there’s the new or American way of dating, but they know the old Vietnamese way.
See, things aren’t quite official until your parents meet their parents. And sleeping in the same bed, even if no funny stuff happens, would be considered going against that valuable tradition. It’d be tossing it aside and leaving it out to dry.
You can call me old fashioned.
One of my few remaining problems is finding a way to stop my scheming roommate’s ceaseless complaints of “I need a girl, Daniel. A hot girl.” Actually, that one might already be answered.
*this is not an exact transcript of the conversation
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Date: 2004-12-29 12:28 am (UTC)I usually don't like Old Fashion people Daniel, but you don't really ever seem like one. But i understand the "how I was raised "thing my parents allowed me to have huge parties, lie to other parents about having my girlfriends stay the night, heck one of the funniest nights ever is when my dad gave me condoms at the dinner table...
what a world we live in, with such different people in it :-)
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Date: 2004-12-29 01:29 am (UTC)This world is indeed a diverse place =)