Hot dogs and Other Conundrums

I read a lot of comments about some of the seemingly illogical and downright weird and frustrating practices here on these islands. Of course, these seem strange to a foreigner - the bizarre bureaucracy in doing just about anything, the absolutely dangerous driving habits of pickup drivers and motorcycle riders, brownouts, water outages, tying up the plastic bags in supermarkets, rendering them useless for anything else when you get them home.

There are, on the other hand, a lot of endearing features to life here too - the general friendliness and politeness, the 'laid backness', the way that highway junctions just sort of work with no need for painted lines or traffic signals, and others.

I lie awake in bed pondering these things and wondering whether it's better or worse than where I come from. My conclusion is, it's neither, just different. After all, if all the weird and frustrating things were done the same here as in other western countries, retaining all the positive points, this would be a perfect society, and it ain't - nowhere is.

There is though one thing that no matter how much thought I give to it, I can't work it out - the fascination for hot dogs. The very first time I entered a supermarket here and saw the 30 different brands of hot dogs taking up the entire rear wall of the shop, I was dumbfounded. How can there be so many different brands for what is the same thing - the scrag-ends of meat that are rejected for any other use, with a number of other non-nutritious ingredients added and squeezed into a pig's bladder, and all tasting the same. Yuck! The piece de resistance is the tendency to spoil a decent pasta with them. I don't judge people who like them, that's choice, but the occasional hot dog for me should be in a bun with copious amounts of strong mustard and fried onions spilling out. Each to their own!

 

So in other words you have adapted well to the life in the Philippines. Only the hotdogs are annoying you.

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Yeah, tried that but they are always tied very tight. Could cut them I suppose, but can't be ar**d. Just seems a completely pointless exercise, but there's more important things in life.