Taking responsabilty for my actions.

[mwechtal]

So, there are no left-handed people over there?

It's the 21st century...how long does it take some people to figure out toilet paper exists? Maybe Charmin ought to set up shop over there, eh?

Remember that we've only had toilet paper since about 1880. That's not very long ago in the scheme of things.

http://nobodys-perfect.com/vtpm/ExhibitHall/Informational/tphistory.html

 

[RobJ]

The other day while working on the disk I wished jihad on this bolt that wouldn't come out. All the other bolts (and nuts) in my garage got up and walked out in protest(except for the couple American made bolts I didn't realize I had). At least all but the one I really wanted out...he was stuck.

You really have to watch what you say these days. At least the lock and flat washers stayed, I think they only speak Spanish.

 

[JimR]

I'm in stitches. ROLMFAO

 

[cp1969]

Remember that we've only had toilet paper since about 1880. That's not very long ago in the scheme of things.

In the overall scheme of things, no, 126 years is not really very long. But consider this: It sure didn't take 126 years for them to figure out how to use RPG's and wiping one's rear with something other than one's hand is a much simpler concept.

Somehow, I have to guess that if they wanted to become a little more civilized, they would.

 

[PineRidge]

I don't know which hand is which anymore.

This is a typical example of the left hand not knowing what the right hand is doing.

 

[Renze]

This reminds me of a few years back, when i worked at a steel construction company. We were assembling some steel frames in a mosk, when a bearded man pointed smiling at my wooden shoes.. he kinda liked them, but when he stepped closer, he asked if i was a farmer son, because of the dirt on them. Totally innocent, i replied yes, we have a pig farm. I kinda laughed at him when i saw his face showing disgust while he asked if it could be pig **** on my shoes... i kinda laughed, man, it's just a little poo...

We were asked to leave directly. It was untill we were back at the factory, when my supervisor remembered me that pigs were un- kosher for muslims and that i really offended him...

I really didnt want to offend anyone, i just didnt link the bits i knew about muslim culture to realise that i offended them seriously...

... Now i hope this little anecdote didnt offend any muslim reading this...

 

[JimR]

This is a typical example of the left hand not knowing what the right hand is doing.

That me be the Half English and Half French in me. One side keeps beating the heck out of the other side.

 

[JimR]

This reminds me of a few years back, when i worked at a steel construction company. We were assembling some steel frames in a mosk, when a bearded man pointed smiling at my wooden shoes.. he kinda liked them, but when he stepped closer, he asked if i was a farmer son, because of the dirt on them. Totally innocent, i replied yes, we have a pig farm. I kinda laughed at him when i saw his face showing disgust while he asked if it could be pig **** on my shoes... i kinda laughed, man, it's just a little poo...

We were asked to leave directly. It was untill we were back at the factory, when my supervisor remembered me that pigs were un- kosher for muslims and that i really offended him...

I really didnt want to offend anyone, i just didnt link the bits i knew about muslim culture to realise that i offended them seriously...

... Now i hope this little anecdote didnt offend any muslim reading this.


Funny story there for sure. You know what, you can never please everyone all the time no matter how hard you try. There will always be someone who doesn't agree with you or your ideals or your way of life.

 

[shvl73]

I know what you mean about customs in countries too. Take Old Quebec City for instance. The people there only use to speak French. I don't know if that has changed. I haven't been back there in many years. My wife and I were up in Quebec back in the 80's. I walked into a bakery and asked for some bread and pastry items in English. The two ladies working there looked at each other and started talking French. I could tell that they knew what I said when their eyes rolled upwards. They were not going to speak english. So I repeated myself one more time. They both shrugged their shoulders and kept talking French. I walked out and said something not too nice about the French. By the way, I am half French so don't anyone start hammering on me for picking on the French. One of the ladies said to the other in her french accented english, "Did you hear what he called us".
The store down the street got my business.

Jim,
It's been about 10 years since I was last there but I did notice the plaques that had been placed with descriptions of the historic sites were in both French and English. The English on every one I saw had been defaced so as to be unreadable.
We were treated very well by the consierge in the hotel we stayed in and fairly well by most of the people we dealt with.
In a shop buying gifts, my girlfriend overheard the manager direct one of his clerks to wait on "the big American" (me).
I tried not to be the typical tourist, loud, rude and demanding, But maybe some of that leaked out.

 

[JimR]

I see it hasn't changed too much since my last visit. We have never been loud, rude or obnoxious when travelling and try to fit in wherever we go.