April has always been an uneasy month for some reason or another. Early on, years and years, decades ago, it was existential, neurotic, psychological stuff or something. That's all faded away with age, mindfulness practice and ultimately no one caring, but April still seems the time when ripples occur. Now that just means minor disruptions in days that are otherwise all mine to decide what to do, defined only by my neurotic impulse to impose some structure on my daily routine.
April last year, the disruption was being called to Kaohsiung for some family business, and that was the first time out of Taipei for me since my father died in November 2016. Since then I haven't ventured outside of Taipei except for a couple of instances when my mother passed through town and I went to meet her for a couple hours near the airport, the maximum amount of time we can stand being with each other.
Earlier this month, it was my sister-in-law's older sister who came into town. For some unknown reason, she asked me if I wanted anything from the States. Twice. We're not that close. We never were. Well, we were cordial which would justify the offer, but we've been totally out of contact for quite some time, including unanswered emails, which could be construed as less than cordial. I ignored the offer the first time thinking she was just being cordial and just responded favorably to her visit and my willingness to be available, but after the second time I wondered maybe if I shouldn't ask for some things to communicate that we're good to the point that I could ask for things. Without the second offer, I definitely wouldn't have asked for anything.
So I made a few modest requests that were intentionally aimed to be of no, that is to say ZERO, inconvenience to her. Things that I didn't need at all, but brands that are personal preferences that I don't have here, and she wouldn't really even notice in her luggage. Rite-Aid lens cleaner, Q-tip brand cotton swabs, Advil, a box of Velveeta Shells and Cheese. She asked what size for those items and I low-ended the sizes so they wouldn't take up room in her luggage. And I also suggested that she could ask her sister, with whom I'm much closer, to pick them up during a Target run, since I think she goes pretty often since she has four kids and all.
Where it started going wrong is when she asked me to meet her at the airport hotel in the morning after her arrival just to pick up the stuff, before she and her dad were to catch the 10:30 High Speed Rail to southern Taiwan. We had an exchange of short, increasingly tense emails over the course of a few days where we clearly were not having a meeting of minds. She would state times and places to meet, and I would respond with the unlikelihood of my being able to meet her demanded time frames. There was never any sense of 'OK great, I'll see you there'. In my last email before I turned off my computer the night before, after she had already landed and was at her hotel, I told her I would go and try to get there in time before her 10:30 HSR. I had already done my best to convey the unlikely-to-impossible scenario of my getting there in time in hopes that she would just concede and say I could get the stuff when she arrived in Taipei a week later.
It irked me because she was making me travel three hours round-trip to the Taoyuan HSR station for a hand-over of a small package that I knew was not likely to happen. She never mentioned willingness to take a later train, which at most was an hour later, for a train ride that would take only about an hour anyway.
As it happened, I arrived at the HSR station at precisely 10:34, but I wandered about for 20 minutes looking for her in hopes that something changed in her plans or she decided to take a later train. I think we were probably both incensed. I couldn't believe she took her train even though she knew I was coming all that way, and she couldn't believe I couldn't get there in time (despite my constant reservations that I would be able to).
What she didn't communicate at any point until it was too late was that it wasn't a small package, and that's why she wanted to get it off her hands. In my last email, in which I was hoping to convey frustration at her insistence that I go against all odds that we would be able to meet, I think I asked, almost sarcastically, how big was the package anyway? I assumed it was small, because that's what I intended.
It turns out that she did ask her sister to pick up the stuff. But as generous as my sister-in-law is to me, she got jumbo-size everything! Sizes of Advil and Q-tips that I've never bought for myself before, and a 5-pack of Velveeta which is what took the most room. It was only after I got home and checked my email that she mentioned the package was the size of a small backpack. And it wasn't until a week later that I received it and saw it really was not a small package she could ignore in her luggage.
Still, if it was such an inconvenience for her to carry that around, why couldn't she just wait for me to arrive and catch a slightly later train? That was her decision. I think she may not have known that just across the Airport MRT station from the HSR station was a huge outlet mall where we could've done some browsing and shopping and I could've bought her and her dad coffee and croissants. I don't know why and didn't ask subsequently why her schedule was so inflexible that she couldn't call someone and tell them she was arriving an hour later. I don't know why she didn't communicate earlier that the package was a significant burden which may have been incentive for me to get there in time. I did calculations later and I would've had to have left at least a half an hour earlier for even the possibility to get there on time, or in the alternative I could have taken the HSR myself from Taipei Main Station to Taoyuan HSR instead of the Airport MRT. It would've been a lot more money, but I would've done it if I knew I would otherwise be burdening someone who was doing me a favor.
When we did meet in Taipei for dinner the next week, it was very cool and formal, and clear that was the only time we would be meeting while she was here. We were passive pissed at each other. My Mandarin teacher, the one I get together with every once in a while, came because she met my sister-in-law and her sister when she was in the U.S. for a year teaching Mandarin at an Ohio university. When she told me she was traveling to New York, I put them in touch and they've stayed on each other's radar. In fact, my sister-in-law's sister's husband, a professional jazz musician is coming to Taipei in June, and we've earmarked the date to go.
So I made a few modest requests that were intentionally aimed to be of no, that is to say ZERO, inconvenience to her. Things that I didn't need at all, but brands that are personal preferences that I don't have here, and she wouldn't really even notice in her luggage. Rite-Aid lens cleaner, Q-tip brand cotton swabs, Advil, a box of Velveeta Shells and Cheese. She asked what size for those items and I low-ended the sizes so they wouldn't take up room in her luggage. And I also suggested that she could ask her sister, with whom I'm much closer, to pick them up during a Target run, since I think she goes pretty often since she has four kids and all.
Where it started going wrong is when she asked me to meet her at the airport hotel in the morning after her arrival just to pick up the stuff, before she and her dad were to catch the 10:30 High Speed Rail to southern Taiwan. We had an exchange of short, increasingly tense emails over the course of a few days where we clearly were not having a meeting of minds. She would state times and places to meet, and I would respond with the unlikelihood of my being able to meet her demanded time frames. There was never any sense of 'OK great, I'll see you there'. In my last email before I turned off my computer the night before, after she had already landed and was at her hotel, I told her I would go and try to get there in time before her 10:30 HSR. I had already done my best to convey the unlikely-to-impossible scenario of my getting there in time in hopes that she would just concede and say I could get the stuff when she arrived in Taipei a week later.
It irked me because she was making me travel three hours round-trip to the Taoyuan HSR station for a hand-over of a small package that I knew was not likely to happen. She never mentioned willingness to take a later train, which at most was an hour later, for a train ride that would take only about an hour anyway.
As it happened, I arrived at the HSR station at precisely 10:34, but I wandered about for 20 minutes looking for her in hopes that something changed in her plans or she decided to take a later train. I think we were probably both incensed. I couldn't believe she took her train even though she knew I was coming all that way, and she couldn't believe I couldn't get there in time (despite my constant reservations that I would be able to).
What she didn't communicate at any point until it was too late was that it wasn't a small package, and that's why she wanted to get it off her hands. In my last email, in which I was hoping to convey frustration at her insistence that I go against all odds that we would be able to meet, I think I asked, almost sarcastically, how big was the package anyway? I assumed it was small, because that's what I intended.
It turns out that she did ask her sister to pick up the stuff. But as generous as my sister-in-law is to me, she got jumbo-size everything! Sizes of Advil and Q-tips that I've never bought for myself before, and a 5-pack of Velveeta which is what took the most room. It was only after I got home and checked my email that she mentioned the package was the size of a small backpack. And it wasn't until a week later that I received it and saw it really was not a small package she could ignore in her luggage.
Still, if it was such an inconvenience for her to carry that around, why couldn't she just wait for me to arrive and catch a slightly later train? That was her decision. I think she may not have known that just across the Airport MRT station from the HSR station was a huge outlet mall where we could've done some browsing and shopping and I could've bought her and her dad coffee and croissants. I don't know why and didn't ask subsequently why her schedule was so inflexible that she couldn't call someone and tell them she was arriving an hour later. I don't know why she didn't communicate earlier that the package was a significant burden which may have been incentive for me to get there in time. I did calculations later and I would've had to have left at least a half an hour earlier for even the possibility to get there on time, or in the alternative I could have taken the HSR myself from Taipei Main Station to Taoyuan HSR instead of the Airport MRT. It would've been a lot more money, but I would've done it if I knew I would otherwise be burdening someone who was doing me a favor.
When we did meet in Taipei for dinner the next week, it was very cool and formal, and clear that was the only time we would be meeting while she was here. We were passive pissed at each other. My Mandarin teacher, the one I get together with every once in a while, came because she met my sister-in-law and her sister when she was in the U.S. for a year teaching Mandarin at an Ohio university. When she told me she was traveling to New York, I put them in touch and they've stayed on each other's radar. In fact, my sister-in-law's sister's husband, a professional jazz musician is coming to Taipei in June, and we've earmarked the date to go.
I don't think my Mandarin teacher noticed any tension. The dinner wasn't about us and it was superficially perfectly appropriate discourse considering the company. But when parting after dinner, my teacher asked me if I wanted to get shaved ice at a famous place just a block away, and I was like 'why not?', there's nothing cool or formal between us. It was then I was able to inspect the package my sister-in-law's sister brought me and I could see the full extent of the inconvenience. But it was funny when I described the sizes I asked for and the sizes my sister-in-law got for me. What's great about getting together with my teacher is that we can kvetch and bitch about things to each other, but then offer perspective and get catharsis as a result.
I emailed my sister-in-law's sister a final apology before she left and she said fuggedaboudit. We're not good, but we know now not to even try to make it good. She won't offer any favors and I'll never ask for any. That's not fact, mind you. She might not think anything about it aside from unfortunate circumstances, and not some grand karmic incompatibility. She might have let it go as soon as she heard that I did go but failed to get there in time. If she were to read this, she might just as easily say, 'no, that's not it at all'. She's a federal judge, so being reasonable is her profession. And her family are much better, positive people, as opposed to the negativity-drenched, passive-aggressive
And if she ever asked me for a favor, I would do my damned best to make it happen.
