Pyramid of disgust

Good news, i am no longer bored at work. I just looked up "bored" on marriam websters site and it's a transitive verb, now there is something i didn't know. I have found this rather addictive game to play on the internet and its chewing up into my working time gaddmnit.

New sales guy 1 is a knob, didn't take long to figure that one out. He is a Levant Arab who has lived in the US for a short spell, so he accentuates the accent whilst constantly shooting random facts as a means of showing his superiority. Example; i was feeling extremely cold and asked if anyone else was cold. He comes up with, it was never this cold in Florida. Cheers love you just saved me the hassle of googling that! He is also one of those boners who stands up whilst on the phone, major inferiority issues me thinks!

Moving on, last night was another tennis session with Neo. We lasted all of 45 minutes. Well 15 minutes vigourous ball pounding follwed by 30 minutes of standing in one spot whilst pathetically knockin the ball too and forth. A topic of conversation which came up last night was the racism in Dubai.

The city is built on racism and it's how this country runs. After a few months you will definitely notice a pyramid of hierarchy which in my perception is as follows:

Locals
Western Europeans /US/ Australians
Levant Arabs
Indians (western educated)
Philipino - house help, retail.
Pakistani/Indians - labourers.. the poor chaps in the blue boiler suits you see slaving away building this city in the 50c heat.


Each person within each category kisses the ass of those above and condescends to the one below. If you don't play to these unspoken rules then you may aswell leave as you will get no where. A perfect example is one which Neo pointed out last night; if you dont speak to your cleaner in an authoritative manner, they will walk all over you. They will steal stuff from you or just be plain careless.

I have found working with subcontinant colleagues and particularly women, a rather fortunate/unfortunate experience. It's fortunate because it is enriching and a real eye opener as you will never come across their primitive behaviour whilst working in a first world country. It has been an incredibly unfortunate experience as they are so underhanded with a definite air of envy. When they find out I am of Pakistani origin they change their tunes. It all boils down to the passport i carry but it's not their fault as it's inbedded within the fabric of society.

It does worry me that whilst living here you just sink into it and may become oblivious to it after a while. When you first arrive here you're disgusted at the pigeon-holes. Everyone wants to categorise you. If you are mixed race lookin, they are never satisfied with "British". Eventually, it rubs off on you as this is exactly how society is out here. I was never ashamed of saying i am originally Pakistani until i came out here.

sorry, a bit heavy!