Absolutely, positively nothing . . .
Except biting your tongue very, very hard, and then being an English teacher, so you need to speak for 6+ hours a day just to teach, nevermind administrative odds and ends, personal life, sorting out taxation and pension hijinks, and then living in a country where there is at least a little bit of red pepper in every remotely common food.
I would share more, but sorting laundry was intellectually taxing.
I can’t even eat the delicious, wonderful candy that just arrived from the US, care of Ma and Pa Schroeder because of this shit.
