Shut Up, You’re Welcome by Annie Choi
Annie Choi grew up as the daughter of Korean immigrants. She thought her father just might be gay; he has a suspicious love of show tunes. Her mother bought all of her underwear from Korea, because apparently, Korea was the only place that could properly make underwear. Annie took piano lessons and Korean lessons. Her family ate at the same hexagon table for decades. Her father did something with gold, but went on a gold-plating spree and started plating everything in gold. If it was metal, he probably gold-plated it. Luckily, he couldn’t gold-plate the toilet and other such household items. He did gold-plate the kitchen knives though.
Annie writes open letters to various entities. Why does the DMV take so long? What’s up with babies being such jerks? Annie ended up growing up with the same affinity for underwear that her mother has, but she didn’t have to get hers from Korea. She found a company in the United States that could make the underwear she needed. When the airport lost her luggage the thing she was most concerned about were her panties.
The family was constantly after Annie to get married and have babies, but Annie didn’t want to get married and have babies. In fact, not really any of her relatives her age wanted to get married and have babies. There are things Annie doesn’t like about her Korean family, but there’s plenty more to laugh about.
What I liked
Annie is no Margaret Cho,but she’s funny. I liked reading about her Korean family. I think it is funny how her mother can only get underwear from Korea. I’m sure there is underwear to be had elsewhere. The whole conversation about her dad gold-plating everything was hilarious. It almost seemed like a person couldn’t sit still for two minutes or they just might get gold-plated.
What I didn’t like
I don’t have the same affinity for remaining unmarried and childless that Annie does. I don’t really get it. I like the idea of being in a committed relationship and I like the idea of having kids, some day. I do kind of feel bad for Annie’s parents because they will not have grand children, but I also kind of pity Annie and her brother, who will, in reality, just as her parents say, will have no one to be there for them in their old age. It’s Annie’s choice ultimately; it just makes me a little sad.
Hide your silverware from Annie’s dad, if you want it to stay silver.
Does your dad have any weird obsessive hobbies, like Annie’s dad?
Does a member of your family insist they can only get their underwear from one place?