Slight Corruption
America had (subtly) corrupted me decades and decades before I’d ever lived here.
As a gawky, anti-social pre-teen I hung out with a group of gawky, anti-social pre-teens at primary school, and we spent an awful lot of time playing role-playing games, both socially and at school. Ones published in America. Advanced Dungeons and Dragons - 2nd edition - and many from the Palladium stable (especially the TMNT one and its add-ons).
Hot-head, quick-tempered, emotional, but basically nice
My characters were always such and such feet tall, and weighed xyz pounds. Feet. Pounds. I grew up ignoring the Metric system, and still don’t really have a good grasp of it.
But hey, I know I’m almost six feet tall.
Even today, living in San Francisco - on a street that smells so strongly of pot - I sometimes find myself almost getting into the wrong side of a car. Crossing the road has, thankfully, stopped being an issue. I’ve started to forget which used to be the ‘correct’ way to say or spell some things, though, which is a little terrifying.
Colour. Favour. Arvo. Biscuit.
I do like living here, though. Quite a bit.