Please Notice How I Avoid The Profanity. . .

There comes a time in every expat's life when they must draw the cultural line. Of course, when living in a foreign country, one wants to mesh as well as possible with the culture, the rules, the norms and values of that society. That's part of the reason we move there. Eating the food with a smile on your face despite the slow painful death that is likely to follow, learning as much as you can of the language, no matter how difficult, and trying to observe and follow the unspoken rules of a society can make up the most satisfying part of your stay abroad.

But there is a point in the career of an expat when one must find the limit to what they feel comfortable doing. It varies for everyone, but it always happens. The point at which one must stand up and say, "It is effing bloody hot today, I AM WEARING A TANK TOP AND THAT'S FINAL!"