Mr. Jang –there’s a picture on Flickr of us sitting in front of the rock fountain– showed me his needlework project. If you look at, or remember the picture, you will understand maybe why it was very amusing for this dude to be showing me his cross-stitched angels in progres. He’s got their little halos and expressionless faces done. I said such things were too small for me and he held up his much larger hand. I only ever tried cross-stitch once –when my mom was into it– a training pillow with the x’s printed on but I got tired and gave up. No, I lied, I made a picture of a two inch square boat with yarn.
But I learned something, and I think this is great –in cars you often see cute little cross-stitched pillows with numbers on the bottom. It took me a long time to figure out that they were phone numbers. So I asked, and apparently they’re put in car windows so that if you’re blocking someone, that person can call you and ask you to move.
“In America what do you do in that situation?”
“Call a tow truck.” Less friendly. Less cute.