Thursday, July 15, 2010

Multiplication Table Chart 100x100

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Comparisons are odious, but as human being not stop them ... lo and behold one of them. Thanks to the ingenious
blog The Dark Side, I saw represantado in little more than 10 cards many of the situations we are living here. Hong Kong is a place where Westerners live and east with all that that implies: a lot of preconceived ideas of each other on how things should be, forming a real live tetris. One: How to queue?

Western Style:
Why this man is before me in the queue? Because according to a criterion time trial software "this man came before me, therefore will be attended by Miss information before me. If someone skips the order and depending on the desire to fight for those involved, we have a conflict from low to high grade.

Eastern Style:
Why all this many people before, around, behind me in the ... the ... in ... here? Because responding to the criterion of "horror vacui " it is inconceivable that there is an unfilled space before: an open door of the bus, lift, box office information, a supermarket checkout ... (See picture above) is of no use to fight, yell or make a call to your standard time trial "logical" because this logic does not apply here. So one ends up joining the riots and every attempt to enter, leave, buy ... more like just the beginning of sales, which simply try to catch the elevator.

Example of a Western Eastern territory:
When I visited the Great Wall of China, incontinence approached me services. After enduring the sun and surprisingly tremendous lined up outside services for 30 minutes, got access to the baths. The service was 5 individual toilet hole in the ground. Each toilet doors were secured by pins and in front of each door-subject-to-pins were attached as stickers, 15 people waiting to enter its corresponding hole (see photo above). Because the need was really urgent, if not you lose to the merger, as being "in position" and feel the breath of 15 other people on the other side of the door-subject-to-pins, is tad overwhelming.
When I left there an hour later, Blessed Husband found my brown ones in the sun (physically and mentally) in other non-cola. It was the last one did, the other non-colas followed the criteria: Banzaiiiiii!
Adapt or die (queued)

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