Originally Posted by
Turkpilot
Spot on. They never hold the door for you. Walking in the MTR is a hazard because these local zombies can’t walk without staring at their phone so they wind up smacking into me all the time. I got to the point I dodgeball and just slam my way into them with no “excuse me” to try to teach them life doesn’t exist on an iPhone. OMG thr language. I’m not sure which is worse Cantonese or putonghua but my god the way they talk gives me a migraine. Their are only two levels of volume here, OFF and EXTREME. Yes, they are extremely non spatial oriented, there is no one else in the universe except them.
I remember my first trip to London after a significant stretch working in Hong Kong. I was in Covent Garden, a quite busy part of the city. I had a strange feeling I couldn’t at first put my finger on. Then I realised what it was.....the unusual absence of a few hundred raised voices assaulting my ears! No wittering chattering background roar. And the street was easy to pass down. No pushing or shoving. Just calm and civilised behaviour.
It’s funny how the ‘little things’ you once took for granted in life become so much more significant once they’re gone.