Saturday, September 24, 2011

Mish MaSri! Mish Masri!

To date, so far, I think I've only angered two Egyptians.  I'd say that's doing pretty good.

The first of the two I thought was over-charging me and I showed my dis-satisfaction and then he reacted.  He knew I was a foreigner.  

The second of the two was a shared-cab bus driver (i.e. - microbus, or mashru'a).  I got on and then realized I was on the wrong bus and immediately asked him to pull over.  He got a little upset and raised his voice and I apologized as he was kind of ranting on.  The other passengers recognized my accent straight away as non-Egyptian and they called out to the driver, "Mish MaSri, mish MaSri!!" "He's not Egyptian, he's not Egyptian!!"  Two things probably important to know about this are, if I was Egyptian I would have known the bus and not gotten on it in the first place, and you also pay during the ride in the micro-buses (not at the beginning like CapMetro buses).  So by assuming that I was Egyptian he was assuming that I was taking advantage of him.

Live and learn, slowly but surely.

1 comment:

  1. Salaam,
    It's good to hear the people of Alexandria have got your back! By the way, are you still using your same email since you've been abroad? I sent you an email but haven't heard back. I'm guessing that you don't have easy access to the internet, and that's why, but I wanted to check and make sure.

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