Although I like what A.R.Rahman
says about loving everybody, there are certain instances, certain people that
you’ve just got to hate. You need some Eminem too sometimes. I absolutely love
the new Bournville ad; the gushing, sickly-sweet girl gets gobbled up by a
Venus flytrap because she’s too bloody sweet. Bournville is “not so sweet”. So
right.
This hate list below is not in any particular order, I hate them all equally. Although, there are some that make me go absolutely ballistic. 1 and 3 would fall in that category.
1. Men
who harass women drivers: This is a particularly despicable group of people.
There are a whole lot of shameless men who do this – auto drivers, smart-ass
bike riders, call-taxi drivers and even the jobless bystanders on the road all
of whom take it upon themselves to teach the woman driver how to drive. They
deride her, provide annoyingly patronizing advice, intimidate and harass her. I
had a harrowing experience once when I had unknowingly turned into a road that
just narrowed down after a point and there was no way I could go further.
I had to back out the whole way and there was this smart-ass auto driver who said
“Why don’t you get a driver if you don’t know how to drive?” I glared at him
but kept my big mouth shut. The locality was such. Everyone, even the women
glared at me and passed rude comments. There was one old SOB on a moped who
kept tracking me all the way back giving me unnecessary advice and blocking my
way. Bloody moron! I am a good driver, much better than many men drivers and
backing out of that hellhole amidst that mob is no mean task.
I would have
loved to have the kick, punch functionality that we had in “Need for speed”. I
really wished there was some 108 for women. But these issues are always so
petty, aren’t they. If you take it to a police station, you’ll just get more
advice anyway.
Women drivers –
It’s up to you to look after yourselves. Always lock your doors the minute you enter the car and never roll down your windows or get out of the car for
anything. Always have your phone and wallet handy. If in a situation, just
drive away.
2. Auto
(rickshaw) drivers: I hate those bastards. I told you this is a hate-list, what
language did you expect? If you want sweet gentle stuff, head over to the
recipe tab, even there I can’t promise much. I know there is that tiny
miniscule fraction of genuinely good auto drivers, but I am influenced by the
auto drivers that I’ve met and all of them are the same shit. I am not talking
about their rash driving or the exorbitant rates that they quote. I can
tolerate that. It’s the whining they do just when you are near your
destination, complaining about how far inside the place is and that they would
have never agreed to the fare if they knew the real place. Do they expect
everyone to stay in Anna Nagar, mudhal Theru, mudhal veedu (the first house on
the first street)? And they never want to go where you want to go. R.A Puram –
no, T.Nagar – no, Ashok Nagar – no, West Mambalam - never.
3. Eve-teasers
– That is the most inappropriate, euphemistic name for these assholes. These
shameless assholes are everywhere. On the road, in shops, buses, railway
stations. In fact buses and railway stations are rife with these slimy
creatures. These crowded places are ideal for them to get away with their
disgusting acts – saying rude, obscene stuff, pushing, pinching, bumping into.
My advice to women is – MAKE SOME NOISE. Shout out and make a fuss. Refuse to
let the matter go. Honour, my foot. What honour are your preserving by silently
undergoing this shit? Create trouble, refuse to adjust, complain to the
authorities, publicize through Facebook and other social networking sites, file
anonymous complaints on online police/women’s commission websites. Just don’t
let go. Most of these assholes get away because our women never retaliate. It’s
time to do just that. Don’t ever think it’s too petty. Put fear into the minds
of these assholes. The nice men, who are silent witnesses to these incidents,
stop being just nice and start acting. Support the lady in distress.
4. Rude/Unhelpful
Customer Service – I hate having to call customer care. It is painful enough
having to listen to that IVR and punch in 1-999999 which includes your account
number, card number, i-pin,e-pin,p-pin, date of birth and 10th board
exam marks and when you finally get through to a customer care representative
on your 6th attempt, he says you are on the wrong path (this is just
stolen credit-cards not fraudulent transactions) and transfers you back to the
main menu. Your last half an hour’s work down the drain, you’ll have to start
from scratch. When you finally get through to the correct customer pain
executive, he/she is a rude, grumpy prick who irrespective of what you ask,
recites the same lines over and over, the last few times through clenched
teeth. And they record these conversations for training purposes. They train
their employees to avoid, delay, insult and mislead customers so that customers
will eventually stop calling. What an idea, Appuchi.
5. Smart-ass
shortcut seekers – You can see this particular species of people all around you
– the ones who walk right past the queue because he knows the clerk’s maid-servant
personally, the ones who suddenly, innocently cut into the queue and act as if
they’d always been there, the ones who huff and puff behind you as your items
are being billed indicating that they’re really un-happy that you’ve bought so
much - the indecent fools, the ones who’ll squeeze past you when you are making
a u-turn, or backing out, morons who park their vehicles as if all of the world
is their own parking lot with no thought to anybody else and people (mostly
driver driven cars and call taxis) who’ll get down only at the entrance to
stores even if it is in the middle of the most mind bogglingly congested areas
- Panagal park, Pondy Bazaar.
I am sure all of
you’ll have a list like this. What’s on yours? I’d love to hear.
Nice post :) Jayanthi my mail ID is neetarufus@yahoo.com
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