I went to France when I was 15. Before I left, VolMom reminded me that everywhere I went I was an ambassador for my country, my culture and my family. (Just no diplomatic immunity).
Tomorrow, I'll have a very unpleasant ambassadorial task.
Tomorrow, my British co-workers will ask me why.
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For those tough questions, refer them to the Korean consulate.
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