When I first went to England I was there purely to have fun, and enjoy my time with my lovely friend.
The poor guy thought I was drinking a alcoholic cider.
He never had the heart to say anything until one day it came up in our conversation. Casual blazers, nice button up shirts, and sophisticated shoes.
Yes they drink tea more than we do, but it’s not like Chris carries around tea bags in his wallet waiting for his clock to turn to 4pm. The way we communicate, the way our relationship develops, and our cultures are not that diverse, but it’s enough to feel a bit amazed as the days and weeks go on. He occasionally drinks tea, dries his laundry all around his bedroom, and finds it weird that in America we use window screens to prevent bugs from flying into the house- even though he complained about a bee getting in our room in England before!
He prefers to wear casual blazers on a night out, and not complain to his waiter when he orders a beef burger and instead they serve him a chicken breast fillet.
In Autumn and Winter I enjoy drinking hot apple cider.
If we were Skyping I would mention that I was drinking cider (it would be around 10 am).
I can only assume that when anyone asks me what it’s like to date a Brit they’re mostly interested in knowing if their stereotypes are true.
Tea sipping, bad teeth, overly posh speaking guys who all look like James Bond. Even when he banters with his friends and is relentlessly taking the piss out of them, he sounds so dramatic and smart.
Sometimes the things he says confuses me, like when I ask if he is going to go to bed and he replies “I should do”…. His teeth are not repulsive, and he can certainly hold his liquor better than I ever can!