OH THESE AMERICANS!!
Saturday morning saw me in a car with C on the way to the Qualcomm stadium. I had offered to go along because I had not seen the stadium yet and I figured anything was better than sitting cooped up at home, feeling sorry for myself.
Purpose of our visit: to get a sticker on the car and a gift envelope. It was a promotion offered by the rock station of San Diego wherein people were invited to get a bumper sticker in exchange for an envelope containing free gifts. And C had volunteered to do this because her husband A had wanted her to do it. I thought that was kind of sweet.
I had imagined that maybe 50 people would turn up to avail of the offer. After all, this is America, the land of the plenty right? I could not have been more wrong. The line into the stadium was at least two miles long. We were inching along at a snail’s pace. What a wonderful way to spend a Saturday morning. Sit in the traffic for close to two hours!! Apparently, there were people who thought this was fun!!
Into the stadium, we saw lines of cars in curves all over the outside moving as in a slow moving dance. It was interesting to watch that even here, the distance between cars was maintained perfectly and all the cars were moving at the same speed. No cursing, no honking, no trying to squeeze through.
Right next to it was an area where people were racing cars. One half of the stadium was filled with cars zipping at breakneck speeds and the other half of the stadium had these slow moving cars doing the waltz with as much grace as humans.
I asked C why there were cars zipping around like mad outside the stadium and she told me that people were encouraged to come and race where it was safe than race on the roads where they would be a menace to both themselves and others. Any officials from Bangalore reading this? Maybe you could take a leaf out of this book before we sacrifice more policemen to the speed demons drunk both on spirits and testosterone.
Three cars ahead and we heard this wild yell go up and everyone turned to look. No undignified rush to see what had happened mind you. A lady had won a Jeep!!! Excitement ran high. We got our sticker on and C picked an envelope and WON
…….a month’s free membership at a gym where she was already a member.
Purpose of our visit: to get a sticker on the car and a gift envelope. It was a promotion offered by the rock station of San Diego wherein people were invited to get a bumper sticker in exchange for an envelope containing free gifts. And C had volunteered to do this because her husband A had wanted her to do it. I thought that was kind of sweet.
I had imagined that maybe 50 people would turn up to avail of the offer. After all, this is America, the land of the plenty right? I could not have been more wrong. The line into the stadium was at least two miles long. We were inching along at a snail’s pace. What a wonderful way to spend a Saturday morning. Sit in the traffic for close to two hours!! Apparently, there were people who thought this was fun!!
Into the stadium, we saw lines of cars in curves all over the outside moving as in a slow moving dance. It was interesting to watch that even here, the distance between cars was maintained perfectly and all the cars were moving at the same speed. No cursing, no honking, no trying to squeeze through.
Right next to it was an area where people were racing cars. One half of the stadium was filled with cars zipping at breakneck speeds and the other half of the stadium had these slow moving cars doing the waltz with as much grace as humans.
I asked C why there were cars zipping around like mad outside the stadium and she told me that people were encouraged to come and race where it was safe than race on the roads where they would be a menace to both themselves and others. Any officials from Bangalore reading this? Maybe you could take a leaf out of this book before we sacrifice more policemen to the speed demons drunk both on spirits and testosterone.
Three cars ahead and we heard this wild yell go up and everyone turned to look. No undignified rush to see what had happened mind you. A lady had won a Jeep!!! Excitement ran high. We got our sticker on and C picked an envelope and WON
…….a month’s free membership at a gym where she was already a member.
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