Thursday, December 4, 2014

The Whistlers and the Door Openers

         If I had to sort all the guys here into only two categories, I would call one group 'The Whistlers' and the other group 'The Door Openers'.  'The Door Openers' are very polite and whether it's because they're just trying to be nice, or because they think girls are to dainty to handle it, they open doors and other things like that.  'The Whistlers' are also described by their name because they whistle a lot.  Short or fat, ugly or pretty, old or young doesn't matter they're gonna whistle at you when you walk past.  I can project that if I lived here for more than three months a couple things might happen.  Number one is that I would probably yell really loudly at the next boy who said 'No, yo voy' because the soccer ball was kicked over the fence and someone needs to jump over and get it.  I try to always remind my feminine pride that they're not being sexist, just polite and nice, but I always feel deep down like they're just being sexist which drives my crazy.  It's the same thing when I'm playing a game with a guy; I don't care if I end up with a broken arm, bloody nose, and one million points less than you as long as you don't go easy on me.  For me I would prefer to be half dead than to feel like you think I'm not strong enough for you to try your best.
      The second thing that would probably happen is that I would kick one of the guys who whistles really, really hard.  Maybe one time when they were whistling just because I jumped over the fence instead of a guy doing in even if it was me who kicked it over. Or I would probably also yell really loudly malas palabras at that one group of guys on the corner by the park that always adds shouts of  'Aye grenga!' 'Hai duo spek engesh' 'Hola Americana soy guapo!' 'Tu quieres jugar futbol conmigo?'  'Grenga hablas espanol'  to their whistling.  The hardest thing about this one particular group of boys is that it's really hard to just ignore them and pretend you can't hear them.  I don't know if it's just me but, my usually cool temper feels ready to burn the city down every time.

     Despite my complaints, I actually think the door openers are pretty great and I wish that guys in the US could take a lesson from them. It's kinda fun to not have to open any doors.  All my problems with the door openers are centered around when you're playing sports so take that out of the picture and it's perfect.  As my soccer couch says, 'Soccer players aren't boys or girls, they're soccer players.' 

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