Yesterday, N and I went to the memorial service at our funeral home. I knew I was going to bawl, so, as a truly Soviet person, before proceeding into the room where the service was to be held, I went to the bathroom and stole some toilet paper to use as a napkin.
In the memorial service hall, however, I discovered that every seat was provided with its own box of napkins.
And this, my friends, is the most profound difference between Americans and Soviet people. It took me years in North America to unlearn the habit of carrying some toilet paper with me wherever I went.
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