Originally posted by: thomsbrain
when i went to scotland i found everyone to be friendly.
I was one of the 4 in the so-called, "geek squad," and I must say that every single Scottish person I saw was always in very good humor and pleasant to talk to. As soon as I opened my mouth, however, and made it clear I wasn't a Londoner, the natives just bottled right up and were either rude, ignored me, or mumbled quietly while acting like I had the plague.
Another example...I went into one of those little corner stores that are common around London just down from my hotel and stopped in to pick up something to drink. Now, I had been going to this store for about 8 days already, every day, at least once or twice a day, and this was my last day in London. I had drank beer pretty much the whole time and wanted to grab something else I rarely see in the states, so I grabbed two large bottles of a Bacardi wine cooler type of chick drink...one for me, and one for my friend that was with me (DainBramaged). They rang up at 4.99 pounds (almost $10) EACH. I wasn't planning on dropping $20 on two bottles of what is essentially fruit juice, so I told him, "Hmm...on second thought, take those off and add these..." and reached for a couple cans of beer.
He doesn't move. Instead, he says, "What is the problem?"
I say, "Eh, just a little too expensive for what I was looking for, sorry." Not unpolite at all, just the truth.
His nostrils flare, "What do you mean, TOO EXPENSIVE? Why would you say that?"
I reply, "Well, I saw the price below the bottles marked as 1.49. I guess it was for another drink."
He goes ballistic. "Why would you think that?" He's yelling now. "Look at this. *points at smaller bottles* 1.99 pounds! WHY WOULD YOU THINK THE BIG BOTTLE WOULD BE CHEAPER THAN THE SMALLER ONE? If you went into a store and *grabs small bottle of scotch, and a big bottle of the same* tried to buy the big one, WOULD YOU EXPECT IT TO BE CHEAPER?" By now, I'm looking really confused as to why this guy is so pissed off. "
DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?! " he yells at me.
"Um, yeah, I get it, sorry, I just don't really wa-"
He cuts me off, "Wait, wait, you're not listening to me. The bigger one is more expensive because you get more....*exasperated* Do you understand?!"
"Yes...I get it...now...ring...up....these...items....please..."
He then rang them up and I paid him and grabbed my bag and left. He was still calling after me, "Do you understand? Do you get it?" as I walked out the door.
Mind you, this particular situation was isolated. But I experienced people like this ALL OVER the place...Almost everyone was impatient, and treated you like a total fscktard for not understanding how things worked perfectly.
And don't give me the bullsh!t about, "Maybe if you lived with a bunch of tourists you would hate everyone too." I live in RIGHT by Six Flags Great America, a huge, popular theme park that attracts incredible amounts of people, along with the local outlet mall, Gurnee Mills which, for some reason, is always full of tourists. On top of that, I live right near Chicago...If a tourist stops me on the street and asks me how to get somewhere, I do my best to help them and so does pretty much everyone else I know.
Just because someone doesn't know the exact exit to take because they came from the other side of the world doesn't give me the reason to tell them to fvck off.
Have fun with that.