“So how much does a college professor make?” the American customs officer asked me. “Like $150,000?”
“No, it’s more like $55,000,” I said.
“Are you serious??? This is ridiculous! Fifty-five for such an important job? You guys deserve at least a hundred. This is just wrong, so wrong. What is this country coming to?” the customs officer sighed and have me back my papers.
“Spasibo!” he said.
I had to get up at 4:20 am today, so I was still groggy. I noticed, though, that all of a sudden everybody became extremely nice, kind, and helpful.
“Let me help you with this, Ma’am!”
“If I may say, you have beautiful rings.”
“Welcome to the United States!”
“I hope you had a very good stay in Canada and it ‘s great to have you back.”
“Take your time, I’m here to help.”
“Is this a Russian name? Ukrainian? The American people support your country!”
Drowning in a sea of smiles, I realized I was back in America.
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