So in case I didn't have enough of swallowing my pride yesterday, I got a little bit more today. I took the 30 minute bus ride down to the American Women's Club for a potluck luncheon. I stayed late to finish up a few things and before I knew it, I was the only one there, along with the cleaner and the gardener. The cleaner, Manny, had noticed me walking to the club before (rather than driving and parking in the back) so he suggest that Frank, the gardener drive me home, rather than me wait for the bus. It was really sweet of them and Frank did indeed give me a ride home. But as I was in the car with him I couldn't help but think that something might be a little backwards when the gardener has a car, but I am taking the bus everywhere.
I think this is one of those weird situations where it is necessary pain and uncomfortableness. Kind of like homework--you know you hate it and it makes you uncomfortable, but in the long run it will make you a better person.
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