The other day, I was invited over to my caucasian friend’s place back in Lowell (his race is important in this context). When we stepped in through the front door, I was in the process of taking off my shoes when he told me “oh, don’t take your shoes off, we don’t do that here”. This was the first time I had never taken off my shoes inside someone’s house. I was a bit thrown back, and asked “Why? Do you not take your shoes off?, and he replied with “No, not really”. I was still a bit surprised but did not want to be disrespectful, so I walked through the house with shoes on, and could only think about how gross it was. When we walked into his furnished basement, I couldn’t believe how dirty the carpet was as it was covered in dirt stains. As we hung out a bit more, I could not process the idea that I still had my shoes on. I then had to ask “do you sleep with your shoes on?”, to which he replied with “of course, you don’t?”. I couldn’t believe it. The amount of bacteria that is on the streets and outside, and the idea of bringing that inside, and tracking it everywhere in the house seemed disgusting to me.
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