so I am still not writing about the canyon, I don't know why, yes I do I have a headache, so I'll continue with the corporal.
So...
in keeping with my open communication, shitstarting middle child persona. I inquired about the corporal's behavior to my family the other night. We were all together in a harmonious effort, with a bottle of sweet Argentinean wine at my sisters'. After the "Kate I thought you were gonna upside his head with your oar". It was unanimously decided that the corporal was a pain, and that I wasn't being sensitive, gee I've been known. So I asked them why no one called him on it and again everyone said that would be really rude, I was on a roll, the de-construction of Midwest hospitality and generations of family behavior all in thanks to the corporal. Issues of boundaries, confrontation, it was all going pretty well. Except that it occurred to none of them that the result of confrontation might have been a positive one and perhaps would have made talking to the man a bit more personal.
Okay, I get it.