| Sunrise, new day, new experiences. |
Living in another country and learning the
idiosyncrasies of our new culture is an infinitely humorous experience.
Thousands of articles have been written about the never-on-time habit of Mexican culture.
The party or dinner invitation says six in the evening, but the
host doesn’t expect you before eight o’clock. If you are meeting someone for
coffee and they are twenty minutes late, that’s early; no apologies are expected
or given. Civic events are posted as starting at eight in the evening and might
get underway by ten. We still arrive on time. It’s a conditioned response that
even after twelve years of living in Mexico, we just can’t shake.
| Waiting for 3 hours with friends for a parade |
But there are other lesser-known quirks in this
culture.
For instance, if you purchase a can of spray
paint, you must remember to ask at the checkout for the nozzle or, at the very
least, pull the cap off to check. Most stores keep the two separated. When
we asked why, we were given two different answers. The first reason was to
prevent children from stealing the cans of paint and then sniffing the
contents.
The second reason was to prevent older teenagers from stealing the
cans to create graffiti in public areas. Both sound like sensible reasons. But,
there are only two or three types of nozzles, so why wouldn’t the kids just keep
a nozzle from another can and reuse it? Kids are pretty smart at figuring out
the solution to a problem.
| Towing service for a moto. |
Another little quirk that was common, but we haven’t seen it recently, was the testing of light bulbs before
you left the store.
Every single bulb was tested to prove that you were
purchasing a good bulb.
Apparently, it was to prevent someone returning later
with a burned-out bulb, claiming the new one was defective. It doesn’t happen at
Home Depot anymore, but it probably is still common in smaller mom-and-pop operations.
| Counting every single whatchamacallit. |
Removing coffee pots, toasters, and lamps from packaging to prove that everything is included is still the norm, as is rechecking each individual part of an item that is being returned. We had that joyous experience at Home Depot a couple of years ago when returning a brand-new ceiling fan that neither Lawrie nor our electrician could get to operate.
The young woman at the return counter laboriously removed every screw, every washer,
and every whatchamacallit, checking it against the master list of parts
included in the box. She counted fan blades, knobs, and thingamajigs. She
unwrapped the electrical cord and poked around in the Styrofoam packaging. I’m
pretty sure the return took three times longer than the purchase.
| Bashing the empty birthday pinata! |
We have also fallen for the piñata trick. A few
years ago, I purchased a Cinderella piñata for a family member’s special birthday party.
I wanted to create a cool cross-cultural birthday experience.
We had a great time, kids, teens, and adults, bashing the stuffing out of that poor piñata only to discover the doll was empty.
We had a great time, kids, teens, and adults, bashing the stuffing out of that poor piñata only to discover the doll was empty.
No one had enlightened this
clueless gringa when I happily purchased the empty shell.
Like batteries for
toys, the candies are sold separately.
| Ink sold separately. |
And then there was the paw-print idea. I had the bright idea that I could create a sticker
of Sparky’s paw print to be affixed inside my novels as his autograph.
After a
bit of hunting around, we found a stamp pad at Office Depot and proudly brought
it home. I had just enough time before the weekly Artist Fair to ink the dog’s paw, scan and email it to a printer in Cancun to create decals.
The plan was to apply a sticker to the inside of each novel as it was purchased. Except, of course, when I unwrapped the cellophane
packaging on the stamp pad I discovered there was just a piece of thin foam inside a
metal container – no ink!
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| Sparky's autograph is printed in each book. |
The next few days were a national holiday, and the
stationary stores were closed. There was no ink available on the island.
We
chuckled and shrugged our shoulders. Oh well, mañana.
It’s what you do when learning to live in another
culture.
Laugh at yourself, and adapt.
Laugh at yourself, and adapt.
Cheers from paradise,
Lawrie, Lynda, Sparky, & Max
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2 comments:
All that makes Mexico and Isla fun and interesting! Funny stories!...thanks for sharing as always!....see you guys around in about 18 days!!...spending Christmas and New Years at Amys!!
Exactly! See you soon. Cheers L&L
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