An everyday Dumpster Scene. Sometimes I see people eating what they find. |
- There is no voicemail. None, whatsoever. You can text someone or you can call them, but you can not leave them an audio message. That means you are deprived of enjoying listening to some good/bad/informative news over and over again, the only way to get an urgent message is to type it manually (which I gather a lot of vehicle operators do), and that you just have to keep calling constantly - especially if it is a business - to get a hold of someone. Besides, don't you just hate picking up the phone when you don't know who is trying to reach you?
- There is no air conditioning. And the climate is very humid. Aaaaarrrrrrrrrrgh! Even before this heat wave, a simple trolley ride to downtown would make me sweat in places I never before knew could produce perspiration, although everyone around me would look OK while wearing an extra layer or two. I have been falling asleep and waking up shivering an hour later, putting the blanket over, waking up sweating and throwing it off, just to wake up again - soaked in the sweat that has already cooled down, and so on... until I get so irritated that I can't take the torture anymore and have to get out of bed. This brings up the most annoying thing of all:
- Most heterogametic species DO NOT use deodorant. None. Whatsoever. My gag reflex control has had so many updates that it has now gone gold, if not platinum.
- Customer service - there is NONE. Unless you are foreign and indulging in a ridiculously overpriced (by local standards)
mug of beercup of coffee somewhere downtown. Return policy - there is NONE. Unless you buy online. It pretty much sums up to this: you need something - they have it (and be grateful you have a chance of having it too in exchange for money). Think about it.
- to be continued -