Name: Anonymous 2006-08-06 18:36
After spending a lovely week in Japan, where food is cheap, tipping non-existent, customer service is top notch, and people are the politest in the world, I knew it wouldn't take long to feel irritated by the US.
Little did I know it would begin as soon as the plane landed.
Some fellow sitting just behind me, literally the second the plane hit the tarmac, pulls out his mobile, and calls his friend.
[irritating So-Cal accent] "Hey Brad? Brad? Yeah it's Chad. I just got in. Yeah, the plane just landed. Yeah, Japan was greaaaat. It was so cool - like, we went to these amazing places that nobody knew about. Well we first went to tourist places, which sucked, but you know, after that, we did the most amazing things. Like I hired a motorbike and did burnouts at a Shinto temple, and then I, oh what? You've got to go? Alright, see ya man." <brief pause> "Hey Sarah? Yeah it's Chad. I just landed."
Repeat right up to customs where thankfully they were blocking phone signals. Grargh.
So it's now been a few days and I find myself witness to a world of annoyances. It's also kind of scary actually. Particularly after Japan where there is no graffiti, no litter, no shouting or rudeness, just a clean, orderly society with very little crime. I love that. Meanwhile I get to the US and I feel my mere presence may set someone off to the point of homicide. Never mind the sheer irritation of having someone who just got off the Jerry Springer stage sitting behind you in every type of public transport you get on.
I am sure my list of grievances will continue to be well documented here.
Little did I know it would begin as soon as the plane landed.
Some fellow sitting just behind me, literally the second the plane hit the tarmac, pulls out his mobile, and calls his friend.
[irritating So-Cal accent] "Hey Brad? Brad? Yeah it's Chad. I just got in. Yeah, the plane just landed. Yeah, Japan was greaaaat. It was so cool - like, we went to these amazing places that nobody knew about. Well we first went to tourist places, which sucked, but you know, after that, we did the most amazing things. Like I hired a motorbike and did burnouts at a Shinto temple, and then I, oh what? You've got to go? Alright, see ya man." <brief pause> "Hey Sarah? Yeah it's Chad. I just landed."
Repeat right up to customs where thankfully they were blocking phone signals. Grargh.
So it's now been a few days and I find myself witness to a world of annoyances. It's also kind of scary actually. Particularly after Japan where there is no graffiti, no litter, no shouting or rudeness, just a clean, orderly society with very little crime. I love that. Meanwhile I get to the US and I feel my mere presence may set someone off to the point of homicide. Never mind the sheer irritation of having someone who just got off the Jerry Springer stage sitting behind you in every type of public transport you get on.
I am sure my list of grievances will continue to be well documented here.