Went to a friends house a few years ago, little party, the parents of the woman were there. I got the last seat next to them. Age difference, I stutter and they're Romanians who don't speak English. Great. After several minutes of trying to be part of conversation a few feet away from me, uncomfortably, I realized the people right next to be were trying to participate as best they could. Probably also uncomfortably. Their daughter would also take a minute to explain some of the conversation, you know, so they felt included. I asked myself why my discomfort with the situation was any more significant than theirs. Why do I think: Great. They don't speak English, I stutter AND I don't speak Romanian, so I'm stuck here. Why is that more important than their discomfort? They're here to see their daughter and instead are surrounded by people they can't communicate with. I decided that was unfair of me. I downloaded google translate, and with my stutter and trash pronunciation of the Romanian language, proceeded to engage with them and make them feel a better level of comfort. Ultimately, we had a minunat time that I'll always remember. At the end of the night there were many smiles and thanks and hugs. Minunat means wonderful.