Rant time. Living with Nepalis and why I have heart attacks.

Bill Martino

Bill Martino

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I've been living with Nepalis for 20 years and if I didn't love them I'd kill them.

This AM when we "tried" to unlock the warehouse we discovered that the keys had disappeared. Possible culprits: Yangdu or Samten. Both swear they are innocent. Pala and I did not touch the keys. Who dunnit?

Knowing how Nepalis operate one of my hard, fast rules is PUT THE KEYS BACK AFTER UNLOCKING THE SHEDS -- BEFORE YOU DO ANYTHING ELSE.

So much for listening to Uncle Bill.

Two hours and $40 lost correcting the problem of the lost keys.

When Yangdu came to the US to join me almost 20 years ago I was living in a 19 foot travel trailer. I had everything so well organized I could find anything from a beer opener to an IRS file in dead dark. Tools, clothes, food, pictures, files, everything had it's place. In six months I couldn't find a pair of socks or anything else and it has been that way every since. In general, Nepalis never put anything back where they found it.

And here's some other facts about them that makes living with them interesting.

They don't knock -- just open the door and walk in.

When they leave they won't close the door.

When they borrow something -- anything -- they consider it a gift, not a loan. This includes kamis and sarkis.

They say yes when they mean no.

They show up Saturday for a lunch appointment that was scheduled for Tuesday -- and wonder why you are miffed.

If there are 99 ways to do a job correctly and one way to do it wrong they will find the wrong way first time and the next ten times. When they finally get it right if at all possible they will blame you because of the first 11 failures.

They are never on time.

They know more than you about anything -- doesn't matter what, when or where -- they know more.

I've got a list that includes about 168 more items but what's the use.

I feel better.
 
Hmmm.. this could mean only one thing: all three of my sons are model Nepalis. Maybe I need to have a talk with my wife.
 
Thanks for the chuckle, I thought my wife was the only one that can drive me crazy. She said relax, I'm to anal. ;)

Sam
 
Call me wise-*ss, but how's the cost of a spare set of keys compare to $40?

And yes, I regularly lock myself out of my house, that's why a couple of spares are stashed with friends and elsewhere.

No tips on the other "features"--sounds a lot like a description of me actually....What's the problem again? Could that be why I live by myself?

...naaaaaah...:rolleyes:
 
That explains everything. My daughter is definitely from Nepal.

But how did she end up in a Kaintuck hospital and who swapped the babies? :confused: :D
 
Just sounds like Human Nature to me...both of my EX's were the same way. :p
 
Thanks for sympathy. I can use all I can get.

Just so I can claim fairness here are a few of the flip side of the coin.

When we come to a rope bridge on the trail that looks shaky the Nepali will walk across first just in case it's going to fail.

Because of my age on public transport both men and women will get up and offer me their seat if there are none available.

For the same reason both men and women won't let me carry anything.

If I teach a kid something he'll thank me three times and offer to polish my shoes.

Friends cry when you leave -- both men and women. I've had friends cry when I got sick.

When they say they love you they mean it -- probably the only time they say yes and mean yes instead of no.

Enough on both sides of the coin.

Blowing off steam helps keep the ulcers under control, too.
 
Well, Dhaju...

I have sympathy for you. My wife is beautiful Caribbean Indian gal(of India Indian descent). And there are just a FEW cultural differences that have came into play through the years, many of them the same that you mention with Nepalis.

Granted, I love my wife..but there are cultural differences.
After we were married, she wouldn't bother putting trash into the trash can, just drop it whereever she was. In their Trinidad village, they didn't have much trash and cleaned it up later in the day. In America, well, we have a lot and getting her into a new habit about drove me crazy.

She will also say yes when she means no, and will never ask me anything in a direct way.

These things are manageable, but add children and the cultural differences can sometimes get intense.

OK, there is my rant for the day...
 
Hey, Uncle,
When the family gets on your nerves. Do like I do. Take a slow deep breath and count to a million...and concentrate on why you love 'em, everything will be fine ;).
Mike
 
Thanks again.

Something I learned early on was never to point when I was asking directions in Nepal. If I pointed and asked, "Is this the way to" --- wherever it was that I was trying to get to, the Nepalis would always say yes no matter if I was pointing in the opposite direction.

If I didn't point and asked, "Which way to ----" THEY would point and say, "That way."

Reason: They don't like to be disagreeable with strangers.

And they eat with their right hand and use the left hand in lieu of toilet paper, a cultural trait I never adopted and thus yet another reason why I always carried my trusty goatskin jola which contained a SAK with a spoon and either toilet paper or a supply of kleenex along with some other basic life necessities.
 
Originally posted by Bill Martino
And they eat with their right hand and use the left hand in lieu of toilet paper,

a cultural trait I never adopted and thus yet another reason why I always carried my trusty goatskin jola which contained a SAK with a spoon and either toilet paper or a supply of kleenex along with some other basic life necessities.
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And Ladies and Gentlemen that's why the BirGhorka Charpi is worse than what any of us can imagine, as Bill has told us.
You have to clean your fingers on something.:rolleyes: :p :eek: :D
 
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