That moment when an email from your advisor includes:
I am glad you told me your birthday is coming. Otherwise I would not have had a present ready, and that is no way to start one’s new life here in Cambridge. The participants in the conference from Erevan arrive Thursday and will come to my place for dinner, so join us. We’ll raise a glass to you. And you’ll meet people in the field. Come over at 7:30.
Crap! I now need a crash course in conversational (Eastern) Armenian because I can’t make myself look like a fool during my first week of grad school, with top Armenian academics, the day before my birthday….