Perhaps I’ll rename my blog “Rocky Road.” It fits my life.
So, this is my diet this week: regular breakfast of oatmeal…lunch of salad and veggie burger and brown rice…then when working until 9 or 11 p.m….one night no dinner (one light beer later), one night oatmeal from my office drawer…one night we ordered chinese…
I closed out my extra hours last night by stopping the grocery on my way home. Spousy needed bananas for breakfast…and I picked up our favorite ice cream: Rocky Road. mmmmmmmmmmm. I gave myself a bit of permission for that. And it was good.
Working with multiple cultures–multinational for sure, but also multi-corporate and multi-software design cultures–has been new and challenging after so many years. It would be so easy to get pulled back into entrenched old school ways. But, today is the day we bring others forward with us. And, as they say, we are moving the cheese. By doing so, it challenges the social and power structures. No easy task with a multinational motley crew. How do I see Jesus in this? Good question…still looking for a way to redeem us both in the process.
So, with permission from my supervisors, I treated my “dream team” of Japanese men to lunch yesterday. I was exhausted with questions and explanations and translating over and over. But, we pressed on. Found one Japanese restaurant closed. Found a fusion of Japanese Thai. It was NICE! It turned out that there were tons of people representing many many cultures there…many Asians. They enjoyed seeing so many people from Asia. They noticed that everyone used chopsticks. It was a joy to them. We ordered a variety of things to taste. BEST: the crab rangoon was unbelievably good. We all loved it. It was a favorite and brought us all to one page. Then, I paid the bill. Of course, they were uncomfortable. But it was my choice to do it. I Insisted. And we returned to our office to continue the grind of the project with happy stomachs.
Updated 4/25 1 PM: Also, while we were enjoying this nice fushion restaurant…and it was NICE…I heard music playing somewhat in the background: Your Cheatin’ Heart.
I don’t know what today will bring…it’s coming on fast. And every Friday they have to report to their bosses about all their “progress.” They need to show the numbers of pages per day, etc. In reality, the project is VERY slow in its initial phase and I don’t know how sad that makes their bosses. It will pick up over the next couple of weeks. Yet, we had a good shared time over a meal. We drank tea.
Meantime, after the huge blow up of a phone call on Wednesday night, the one where I was accosted by the men from Texas on the phone with myself and the men from Japan, we are now hearing rumblings of apologies and apologies. The layers of cross-cultural journey are very deep. By today, I am likening this journey of mine, while reluctant, as a cross between The Office, Lost in Translation and LOST!
For today, rest your chopsticks on the plate appropriately. Offer the olive branch to your cross-cultural neighbor and find a way to see Jesus when you look into their eyes.
From the Rocky Road…that IS my life. Sing with me “life is a highway!!!!” that song just makes you dance!