Saturday, May 19, 2007

Culture

Since the day when I set my puny little (size-8) feet on this forsaken land (God I hate this place...), I've been told about the cultures of Britain.

One of them is to go to bars or pubs, drink their hearts away (note: not wine, but beer), and come out drunk as ever. Looking it this way: It is similar to our "mamak" culture. That makes much more sense.

It all roots down to the same objective: to socialise.

Remember how you would call your chaps out to the nearest mamak (or maybe one of your favourite mamaks, even though it takes more than 10 minutes to drive, or even walk) ? Then you'd order, I don't know, a cup of "teh-o kosong" or a "kopi gao", and a Indo-mee goreng to go with it? You'd then chat up a storm about the million-and-one things that happened to the world, the nation, and also about you. When the night gets older, you decide to break it up, pay for your food and drink while the Indian waiter chants in a foreign language, ending up with a total in a tongue that you completely understand.


I remember the time when guys would even go out just to watch a football match on an uncomfortable plastic or wooden chair (current trend is metal chairs, apparently) at the "mamak" on a large-screen tv or even a big projection over a blank white material in the open air; when they could have stayed at home, invited their friends over to watch in the comforts of a sofa or something much comfy-er.

I heard it's for the crowd and excitement.

Anyway, here, men or guys call up each other, walk out to the nearest pub (or if you're in London, a disco, perhaps?) , ...



.. order a pint or a pint-and-a-half, ...



have fun, then order another, have fun, then order another..... This goes on until they're finally satisfied. Now see why I said they come out drunken as ever?

Oh, how I miss how Malaysia works...

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