I learn a lesson in cultural sensitivity.

The other day, Rand and I were talking about our upcoming trip to Scotland, and we had the following exchange:

Rand: What do you want to do in Glasgow?

Me: Catch a leprechaun.

Rand: (sighs heavily) Honey …

Me: What?

Rand: Where are leprechauns from?

Me: … it’s funny that you decided to go with the “Leprechauns are from Ireland, not Scotland” argument, instead of the more obvious, “THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS LEPRECHAUNS.”

Rand: With you, I’ve learned to pick my battles.

Me: That’s probably for the best.

(Note: I had hoped to have a more robust post up today, but the one I’m working on is killing me, so this is all you get, while I continue to pull my hair out, trying to keep Northern Ireland and The Republic of Ireland straight. And yes, they are very, very different).

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  • http://camelsandchocolate.com Camels & Chocolate

    HA! That’s awesome. I used to live in Scotland and had a boyfriend in N’arn Ireland, so I spent a lot of time in both. Enjoy! One of my favorite parts of the world for sure.

  • http://smatano.blogspot.com Philip

    Well, for whatever it’s worth:http://is.gd/7Eifa (appropriated from copyranter.blogspot.com)

  • http://smatano.blogspot.com Philip

    Link again (sorry): http://is.gd/7Eifa

  • http://www.candicedoestheworld.com Candice

    The Irish gal in me is jealous!