I was furious, but I kept it in until we got back home (with the bottle), and then I told them what I think. I wasn't polite and was already in a shitty mood, so I was quick to anger.
I would have told him to pull over and pick up the can.
It is called 'Magic Dirt Theory'.It is not just this trash issue. consider this:
Flight to Pakistan from the Western hemisphere: Orderly drive to the airport. Properly parked. Get cart to take luggage and get in line for check in. Well behaved kids. Smooth check in. Wait in lounge prior to boarding patiently. Get on board according to zones called by gate agent. Stow luggage properly. Sit in assigned seats. Smile at passengers around, may be even introduce yourself and have a pleasant chat. Obey crew commands. Have a nice flight.
The plane lands in Pakistan, the same people undergo a Jekyll and Hyde transformation. Everybody gets up before plane parks. Start screaming at kids to gather all bags and belongings. Rush to the door when it opens. Elbow people out of the way to get to the Entry Controls. Preferably bypass them totally with some high up patha leading the way. Have an argument or two on the way out with an unlucky passenger or staff. Go out into the freedom of the wild. Spend time there.
Flight from Pakistan back to the Western Hemisphere. Start late, and drive insanely to get to airport. Stop in the No parking Zone to unload. Hire a porter to manage the three mountains of cartons, boxes, paiti-size suitcases and the two kitchen sinks made of carved wood with inlaid brasswork. Cut through the crowds and line for check in led by a tout, ADC or or suitable low-level patha assigned for the role. Check in overweight bags and argue for twenty minutes over charges, holding everyone up. Go through controls and wait in the lounge. Put up dirty shoes on furniture to leave stains everywhere. Smoke half a pack in the No Smoking Area. Take a dump and leave toilet unsuitable for use for 24 hours. Board the plane. Sit in any seat you like and argue with the passenger whose actual seat it is to make them change their mind. Scowl at everyone around you for the rest of the flight and bark commands to the crew in broken Urdu spoken in a bastardized Pinglish accent. Put your bags in the most convenient overhead bins, not where your seats are. Don't listen to the crew commands, and chat on the phone to some important person, telling them exactly what you are doing with a move by move commentary in a loud voice. Light up a cigarette if you think highly of your status. Let kids jump off empty seat while passenger arrive. Plane takes off. While plane is climbing, leave seat to go to the bathroom and leave it after half hour, all wet, clogged up and unfit for anybody else to use for the rest of the 14 hour flight, taking all the tissues, napkins, soaps and anything else that you find useful all for yourself on the way out. Let kids play in aisles screaming and shoutng for the next seven hours. Tell them to take seats for the food. Make a mess eating and then keep kicking the seatback in front of you every three and half minutes for your exercise and for no one else to be able to sleep. Repeat as necessary.
The plane lands somewhere in the Western hemisphere. The same people wait for the plane to stop and the fasten seat belt light goes off. Gather your bags. Leave plane row by row. Get in line for Entry Controls. Gather luggage and leave airport by pre-arranged means.
What is it about the air and the water in Pakistan that causes such changes? Utterly fascinating study in human behavior.
After a 20+ hour semi-circumnavigation of the globe. Reminds me of an old joke about a person who was always insistent on sitting in the front row seat of a bus or train. When asked why, he responded, because that goes first to my town.
Expectations and consequences.It is not just this trash issue. consider this:
Flight to Pakistan from the Western hemisphere: Orderly drive to the airport. Properly parked. Get cart to take luggage and get in line for check in. Well behaved kids. Smooth check in. Wait in lounge prior to boarding patiently. Get on board according to zones called by gate agent. Stow luggage properly. Sit in assigned seats. Smile at passengers around, may be even introduce yourself and have a pleasant chat. Obey crew commands. Have a nice flight.
The plane lands in Pakistan, the same people undergo a Jekyll and Hyde transformation. Everybody gets up before plane parks. Start screaming at kids to gather all bags and belongings. Rush to the door when it opens. Elbow people out of the way to get to the Entry Controls. Preferably bypass them totally with some high up patha leading the way. Have an argument or two on the way out with an unlucky passenger or staff. Go out into the freedom of the wild. Spend time there.
Flight from Pakistan back to the Western Hemisphere. Start late, and drive insanely to get to airport. Stop in the No parking Zone to unload. Hire a porter to manage the three mountains of cartons, boxes, paiti-size suitcases and the two kitchen sinks made of carved wood with inlaid brasswork. Cut through the crowds and line for check in led by a tout, ADC or or suitable low-level patha assigned for the role. Check in overweight bags and argue for twenty minutes over charges, holding everyone up. Go through controls and wait in the lounge. Put up dirty shoes on furniture to leave stains everywhere. Smoke half a pack in the No Smoking Area. Take a dump and leave toilet unsuitable for use for 24 hours. Board the plane. Sit in any seat you like and argue with the passenger whose actual seat it is to make them change their mind. Scowl at everyone around you for the rest of the flight and bark commands to the crew in broken Urdu spoken in a bastardized Pinglish accent. Put your bags in the most convenient overhead bins, not where your seats are. Don't listen to the crew commands, and chat on the phone to some important person, telling them exactly what you are doing with a move by move commentary in a loud voice. Light up a cigarette if you think highly of your status. Let kids jump off empty seat while passenger arrive. Plane takes off. While plane is climbing, leave seat to go to the bathroom and leave it after half hour, all wet, clogged up and unfit for anybody else to use for the rest of the 14 hour flight, taking all the tissues, napkins, soaps and anything else that you find useful all for yourself on the way out. Let kids play in aisles screaming and shoutng for the next seven hours. Tell them to take seats for the food. Make a mess eating and then keep kicking the seatback in front of you every three and half minutes for your exercise and for no one else to be able to sleep. Repeat as necessary.
The plane lands somewhere in the Western hemisphere. The same people wait for the plane to stop and the fasten seat belt light goes off. Gather your bags. Leave plane row by row. Get in line for Entry Controls. Gather luggage and leave airport by pre-arranged means.
What is it about the air and the water in Pakistan that causes such changes? Utterly fascinating study in human behavior.
Love me a big mac twice a week myself, its frozen n all doesnt mean one has to stopp
You got your opinion and rightly so, the millions shelling out what seems expensive to you have their own.
Agreed, people should spend their money on Starbucks if they feel that it is worth it. Have you tried making burgers at your home from scratch?Love me a big mac twice a week myself, its frozen n all doesnt mean one has to stopp
You got your opinion and rightly so, the millions shelling out what seems expensive to you have their own.
Let the people get what they want!
Try making fresh burgers at your home. Try this recipe, it's by a Pakistani channel called Food Fusion.Love me a big mac twice a week myself, its frozen n all doesnt mean one has to stopp
Too much work and no good at it, id rather pay someone who is good at it to make me one
Bruh that much work scares me off, id rather do something’s that I am good at rather than doing everything myself.
At least try to make it once, trust me it's worth the time and effort. Once one gets used to eating fresh food, it's quite difficult to go back to eating frozen food. Trying it once won't kill you. Do you have a crush/girlfriend/wife? If yes, then try to make this burger for her.Too much work and no good at it, id rather pay someone who is good at it to make me one
Bruh that much work scares me off, id rather do something’s that I am good at rather than doing everything myself.
Making food at home is not really saving money, rather its wasting money, think about that…
Also it's important for one to get out of his/her comfort zone and try out new things.Too much work and no good at it, id rather pay someone who is good at it to make me one
Bruh that much work scares me off, id rather do something’s that I am good at rather than doing everything myself.
Making food at home is not really saving money, rather its wasting money, think about that…
I agree with your point, but honestly not much of a foodie, I travel a lot and have to rely on airport food and restaurants, works for my work/lifestyle.
Well now you actually have an incentive to make this burger. Try to make this burger for your girlfriend and maybe she will end up loving the recipe so much that she will start making this for you. Surely you must find time to make this at least once a week.I agree with your point, but honestly not much of a foodie, I travel a lot and have to rely on airport food and restaurants, works for my work/lifestyle.
Regarding gf, yeah she does her stuff but I feel more of a guinea pig to her cooking trials most of the time
