The Japanese think of everything. Like this automatic public shower. I’m not sure I’d try it. I don’t think I ever get dirty enough. Besides, if I do, I can ride through a car-wash in a convertible.
The Japanese think of everything. Like this automatic public shower. I’m not sure I’d try it. I don’t think I ever get dirty enough. Besides, if I do, I can ride through a car-wash in a convertible.
I know I’m old fashioned, but I still send an occasional snail-mail card or note. I’m chagrined to realize that this is “simply is not done” any longer. Oh, a card sometimes, but not a note.
I learned that lesson this year after having attended the showers and weddings of several people in their late 20s and early 30s. I was present when one new bride and groom opened their gifts. I tried to get them to stick the cards in with the gifts, and I offered to keep a list. Both offers were ignored. I assumed that they already had a system or someone else in the room keeping track. I was wrong.
What I learned is that with this age group (that is FINALLY getting married, often after years of cohabitation and a kid or two) doesn’t concern themselves with thank-you notes. They’re appreciative, but they aren’t responders.
Maybe writing thank-you notes is a quaint custom. But I miss it.