Sidebar: I love my coworkers from India. At least about 70% of them. The greater percentage of them are pretty openly kind, low drama, love talking about movies and music, shove food down my throat, and ask me if I wanna partake in Holi and get assaulted with colored dye. They're typically great teammates without all of the ego.
There are about 30% who are pretty condescending and buy into that super judgy side of Indian culture that is if you don't dress super nice and drive an expensive car then I'm better than you, which my Indian friends at work explain is simply a thing all of them deal with; that level of pretentiousness.
A lot of them bring their kids to work. Indian kids are adorable.
My favorite cultural thing? The head-wobble. It's body language for I'm not saying yes or no, but I'm definitely not saying yes, I'm just saying that I don't necessarily agree and am doing it in a non-dickish way. The head-wobble is solid.
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The potlucks here are amaaaaaaaaazing