I just happen to have my office next to a very busy intersection in Gib, and since double glazed windows is something that still belongs to the future in this part of the world I have to listen to the traffic all day long. This includes:
- spotty teenage boys with funny haircuts who believe that spotty teenage girl with short skirts and bellies hanging out will find them irresistible if they rev their little moped engines when at the traffic lights
- endless beeping (beeping is something widely used in Gibraltar when passing someone in another car that you know, or someone on the street or when you pass the house of someone you know. Since Gib is a very small place most people know everyone so there is a lot of “hello” beeping. Beeping is also widely used when the police try to help by turning the traffic lights off and start directing it manually)
- endless background music.
I do know that there is such a thing called “cruising”, where sad people with no guidance in their life drive around aimlessly in their ridiculous looking cars playing obscure music extremely loud. But what is going on in Gib isn’t cruising. It is not just teenage boys who have “pimped” their own cars because they can’t get laid who play loud music to show of the ostentatious speakers they have in the back. In Gib you crank up the volume what ever it might be you have in the CD player and who ever you might be, as if everyone in the world shared your taste in music and desperately wanted to hear it. People also generally have their windows rolled down because it’s hot making it impossible for anyone to escape the music they play. This my friends is something of a cultural phenomena I cannot understand.
P.S. If anyone knows the offensive status of “giblets” please enlighten me as I do not want to make the same mistake I did using gibbo…
Friday, August 17, 2007
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