7/8. new world, old bat.

I answered the door, and it was a man with a thick accent yelling.
Urwerasfkjg, the Dishwasher.

Oooh, okay. I let him in. He went to the dishwasher and started yelling at me again, about how it isn't covered by the warranty, as if it was my fault.

Was he honestly being an asshole or what? Was he intentionally that belligerently condescending, or frustrated because people never know what the hell he's trying to say?

I just thought about how strange it must be to go to a foreign country and initiate another life in it.