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A few years ago, I went to Italy with my then-boyfriend, James. As we sat tucking into a plate of frutti di mare at a seaside restaurant, I struck up a conversation with the waiter in Italian. While I was enjoying myself, James sat glumly and fiddled awkwardly with his phone. Back in the hotel room, he asked why I had ignored him. By speaking in a language he didn’t understand, he said I had managed to make him feel small. I could see his point. I spent quite a while chatting away, oblivious to how he must be feeling. I then went on to joke that as the Italian speaker, I would order for us – after all he didn’t know what osso buco meant… I was showing off. It wasn’t the first time something like this had happened to me. I have always taken the driving seat, been determined to get the last word, and was too busy with books to master the art of charm.
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James' World 2 
Oct 11, 2025 @ 11:35:52
It is not good to belittle anyone.
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Oct 11, 2025 @ 12:55:15
I cocur, I was taught to be kind to everyone you meet.
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