In 1998, my father traveled to the US for the first time. He met with his new business partner who was showing him around Orange County, California. In the process of getting to know each other, they discovered that they disagreed about an issue pertaining to world history.
What really shocked my father was that disagreeing about this did not turn him and his business partner into mortal enemies. They had the discussion and their relationship did not sour as a result. For the culture were we come from, that was unheard of.
I had a similar culture shock when after a class on women’s subjection during the dictatorship of Franco, a female classmate overtook me in the street. “This is horrible!” she burst out passionately. “I can’t imagine being prevented from working! That would be the worst!” Young women back in Ukraine did not say such things.
I also experienced culture shock the first time I heard N. say in a melancholy voice, “Well, that was fate.” Since then I discovered that Russian people say this phrase 5-6 times a day.
And then I experienced it in Kingston, Ontario when I discovered that all restaurants and bars (I mean, all 2 of them) closed by 9:30 pm.
Have you experienced any instances of culture shock?

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