It always amazes me to see people so much concerned with being soaked in fragrance can live in dirty potholes, eat expired and day-old food (and pretend it's good) and sit on the train floor. I once commented on a vintage picture on FB showing a public train in the '20 and added "nobody sat on the floor" and I had people asking "What is wrong with sitting on the train floor?!".
Scene #1 from Saturday. I was on the train from San Isidro to Belgrano. A couple of girls in their 20s came on, with a cup of coffee to go and a bag of
facturas. They were middle-class girls, very white. The train starts and they sat on the floor (one of them had a miniskirt, effectively sitting in her underwear on the train floor), laid the bag of
facturas open on the train floor and had breakfast. They touched the train floor with their hands to rest / adjust their position and one second after with the same hand they took a
factura and ate it. I was in horror and wanted to offer them my seat, but they wouldn't have understood WHY, so I just stared.
Scene #2 from today. Same train and same route. A couple of male friends come in. One is holding a peeled banana in one hand. He was passing the banana from one hand to the other AFTER TOUCHING the poles inside of the train. Again, I was disgusted to see how he was eating this banana after touching a train. EWWWWW!
Scene#3 - I went out with an Argentine friend and her 3-years old. We were at Peru Beach. She sat on the floor while we were talking. I stood on foot for a good minute before realizing she sat to stay and not to rest a few secs. :huh:
Seriously, this is disgusting! The other day I went into a bakery to buy some facturas and there were BEES on them. The lady didn't seem to bother, she simply waved themaway.
A couple of weeks ago I went to shop for veggies at the Bolivian place nearby, everything under the summer sun, swarms of bees flying all over (inside and outside the shop). I can home and started cooking, I started to feel my neck tickle and I thought it was a lock of hair... NO, it was a bee, which was packed together with my plums!
Mamma mia!
I have had store owners asking me for baby cats to keep trapped in their store so that they can mouse-hunt. (They know I rescue cats). What's wrong with you people?! Do you think having rats in a vegetable store is a healthy thing?!