Monday, July 9, 2007

The Greeting Angle

by Ari Collins

Six years in Australia and I never made friends, because the angle for turning and greeting someone going the other way is different. Don’t know why. Maybe the smaller sidewalks, or growing up with wider middle school hallways. Maybe their counter-clockwise toilets.

I returned in ‘78, but my greeting angle... Anyway, old friends are gold.

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