This morning I had a feeling that it might rain in here. The clouds were all fluffy and pretty. I hoped for a light rain. You know, this feeling before the rain: when the air is heavy and it smells like powder. So I had a feeling.
However, it did not rain in a traditional sense of the word “raining.” It rained on me. I and colleagues were sitting outside during the lunch break. And I was enjoying my Americano. Local waiters in a French patisserie did not know how to make Americano; they said they don’t have it :). So I had to ask for espresso with water and milk. While I was enjoying my coffee and my book I felt some water drops on my face. I looked up in wonder since there were no clouds anymore and no particular reason to rain. And then … it rained on me.
I screamed and jumped away from the accidental soap-water flow. I literally yelled FUCK!!! People have this tendency here: they wash balconies with incredible amounts of water and soap. They don’t even care if someone is downstairs sitting, walking chilling. Why even bother warning people about the balcony cleaning disaster? when they can have fun pouring water on anyone downstairs! Locals do not seem to care about anyone around them: I’ve seen people parking in the most unexpected places, I’ve seen people throwing away trash from their windows. It is some sort of a paradox: they don’t care about some things and care about others, for example I am sure my neighbors hate the fact that I live on my own. Imagine! A woman living alone????? Can it bring any good? So people don’t really care if they cause any inconvenience for others around but they are judgmental and poke their noses in your life to tell you how to live it. Well, people are judgmental everywhere, the level of judgment can be different.
The level of hypocrisy is also shocking. You can let’s say hug and kiss a girlfriend/boyfriend in a bar or a club, but you cannot do it on the street or even inside your own car. In the meantime the same people go/work in these bars and clubs that walk down the streets. So where is the logic? If you saw this in a bar, why does it seem so outrageous on the street? I just don’t get it. It is way beyond my understanding.
You can be Muslim, go to night clubs, consume alcohol and yet think that eating pork is a sin. I see some logical fallacy here.
Welcome to Egypt baby!