So, I've mostly been overly positive about things in Hong Kong. Yes, I do feel Hong Kong is great in many ways. But to say it was perfect would be a lie. Of course it's not perfect. But why would I tell you about the bad things about Hong Kong? Saying Hong Kong is crap won't make people jealous of my life. And that's what we all want;
We want to tell stories that generally give a positive image of the things we experience. Even the
sacrificial tourists who tell exaggerated stories of their experiences try to keep a positive tone to their stories even if telling about something that would be deemed "disgusting", "weird", or "outrageous" - like eating something exotic, like chicken pawns, or monkey brains, or telling wild stories about the local cultures, etc.
So, I won't tell about the bad things about Hong Kong - I mean the really bad things. Instead I will do a little comic relief and tell about the people of Hong Kong.
I love the people here. In general, I have nothing against anyone - but of course we have some types of people that make things annoying for us all.
PART 1: The Automatic Teller Machine GranniesHong Kong has 7.5 million people and only 30 ATM's (or so it seems). The queues are long and slow, and only in the early morning or late night can you skip the 10 minutes wait.
In Hong Kong usually there are a few ATM's next to each other, so each has an individual queue. In my case example there's 3 ATM's.
So, you walk towards the ATM's. You see the normal queues. Two of the ATM's have 5 people in queue for both, one of them has only one people in queue. So, naturally you pick the shortest queue.
A big mistake.
You stand in line for 5 minutes. Most of the people in the queues next to you have done their business already and you see new faces. You look at your ATM and the same person is still there.
"Ah! She is taking her card away now. Good the line will move on." Wrong! She will insert a new card.
Another 5 minutes. Another set of new faces.
She takes her card away. Finally!.. No, another card goes in. Good lord, what is happening!
You have just been hit by an
ATM Granny.
In Hong Kong internet banking is still a rather new thing (or so it seems) and a lot of people pay their bills at the ATM. So, what you have is a person who steals the ATM for tens of minutes to pay bills - ignoring the fact that there are several people in the queue. They have several different accounts and cards that they go through in a peaceful and calm manner.
There are no certain ways to detect an ATM Granny but there are clues you can look for:
1. If there are several queues and one of them is clearly shorter,
don't take it!
2. If, in front of you, you see a person holding a stack of papers that you suspect could be bills,
change lines quickly before it's too late!
3. Generally
avoid having old people in your queue because even if they don't turn out to be ATM Grannies, you'll probably end up waiting longer because old people are helpless when confronted by any technology invented after 1930's.
If you do find yourself waiting for an ATM Granny to finish, don't stay. Find another ATM or change the line. There is no telling how long you might end up waiting, so before you commit yourself to the wait too much,
leave.
PART 2: Agitos Tardus, also known as the "Granny le Pedestrian"
In every crowded place you can find them and Hong Kong is no exception. Slow walking people are everywhere. A general human mass that moves inhumanely slow. One step every two seconds, average length of one step 30 centimeters. Suppose you are not a strolling tourists wanting to see everything, but you actually want to get somewhere - not fast, but in a reasonable speed. Impossible. You are caught in a mass of people who won't let you go faster.
Now, imagine this same mass of people, some moving and some stationary. You are moving in a flow of people, following the person in front of you. And suddenly the person stops. Without any clear reason, he just stops in the middle of the pathway. You try to get past him but there's no room because of furnitures or other people. You have to stop too and wait for what ever short-circuit he had in his head to pass. Within a few seconds, the traffic will resume.
Now that is extremely annoying. It would be ok if was a random event, but one it is something faced almost every day.
There is nothing that can be done, it can just be tolerated. You can't avoid the masses. The only thing you can do is act arrogantly and force yourself past people ignoring their individual objections.
PART 3: Mass Transit Railway GranniesSo, you're going to take the metro home. Because of rush hour, you don't want to take the first train leaving to ensure you get a seat. It's a long way home and standing for the whole time is not nice. You queue for the second train and there's not many people there yet. This means you are well on your way getting a seat.
The first train leaves and people start massing up behind you, queuing for the second train. Still a good position in the line, seat ensured.
In Hong Kong, like in any crowded society, the fight to have seats is a brutal one - everyone wants one. So, as the train comes, the lines compress as everyone wants be close to the door. You want to start squeezing into the train already when the passengers are still getting out. This is not polite, but it's
WAR!
And just as the train is arriving the worst possible thing happens: a granny skips in line and forces herself in front of you. You can't do much, I mean, it's a granny. And no matter how it pisses you off, you must control yourself; the last thing you want it a pissed of granny shouting at your face in Cantonese with everyone looking. Swallow your pride, let it go, breathe easy.
Of course, what the granny does is screw up the plan of squeezing in. As a master of the art of
slow walking, the granny gets inside just in time to get a seat for herself but too late for you to find a place to rest your arse. You'll be stalled at the very doors of the train and the seats are taken. Ain't that quaint. F*ck it all.
Unless you're rude and shove the granny away, you can't avoid this happening. Just swallow your pride and stand all the way home.
PART 4: Ganea Ganeum Granny, also known as "Those grannies next to 'girl-bars'
So you're out, having a good time in Wanchai or Tsimshatsui. You head for the street and go walking. The purpose of your walk does not matter: you might be walking home, or to another bar, or restaurant, or you might just be walking for fun. No matter the reason, you will be like a wounded gazelle to the Ganea Ganeum Grannies.
Now, I wouldn't go to a girl bar anyway. It's not my style nor what I want to do. But the logic of this yet eludes me. If you have a bar, where supposedly beautiful young girls are doing striptease and other things of the sorts, why would you have ugly old grannies outside to hawk people in?! Why, oh why?
If I did actually want to see beautiful young girls doing striptease and pay higher price for every drink I order, I would not go in because an ugly old granny tells me to. I mean, come on! Well, it's not important. I avoid them. Though sometimes it's nice to hear I'm handsome. It boosts my self-esteem.
THE ENDOk, that's about it. There are more things I could write, but I'll do that later. Today's post is long enough as it is.
“We must, however, acknowledge, as it seems to me, that man with all his noble qualities... still bears in his bodily frame the indelible stamp of his lowly origin.” - Charles Darwin