Why I am a weirdo

I have always felt like a foreigner who scrapes along hardly with the people that I do not like all my life living in China. It is parties that trouble me so much that I can not escape from being eccentric, especially the ones either for the wedding of one's families and for the first month of a newborn babies.

Actually, almost all Chinese parties are not free at all. Traditionally, guests at party are encouraged to "eat more", the platitude that are repeated by hosts as a sign of hospitality; however, not all of the invited are happy to hear the encouragement, because they might fail to give a party of their own. If they do not have a chance to win their money back, they would lose money.

After a party, guests are expected to leave a certain mount of money to the host as investment. The host must write down each sum so that he could pay it back whenever they are invited. It is the investment, or exchange of money, that get Chinese people "united".

Due to the debts, it makes relatives and colleagues "friendly" to each other, since when an argument can not be solved among themselves, their investment might go by the board. It also makes officials commit crimes like collective corruption.

However, the tradition goes against my nature, which makes me alien to others. An invitation call was recently received when my section chief represented a new entrant to join me in a luncheon for his newborn boy. It had worried me for a few days before I decided to refuse his "kindness". I am crazy about my privacy. More importantly, I do neither drink alcohol nor eat pork, since I was born in a Islamic family.

When I complained to a colleague about my situation, I was told that I should have emigrated to America, where I would become normal. China, as what he claimed, is more suitable for those who smoke, tipple and gamble.

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