Little Yurt on the Steppe

On the road to Cyberia I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Great Eastern Plains. Fortunately, a group of Khalkha nomads took me in and taught me the secrets of life on the steppe. Now, I sit in my yurt, eating mutton dumplings and drinking a weak milk tea as I recount my tales of this Mongolian life.

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Just one of the ladies

Yesterday I made some copies for one of my co-workers, who replied, "Thank you, ma'am." She did catch herself, but it was amusing.

I'm still not sure what's more surprising: that she referred to me as "ma'am," or that it took this long before one of the women in the office made the slip of referring to the sole male on staff as a female.

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