Saturday May 10th
I am tired of Egypt. It’s taken probably about 100 days, but I am tired of this country. I am not tired in all aspects of Egyptian Life, but there some definite parts that I don’t really want to deal with anymore. Particularly I hate dealing with panhandlers and salesman who only want to rip you off. I guess you deal with them in America too, like in buying a car, but here it’s a constant part of life. I went to Khan today to look for gallibayas for everyone and the guy just wanted to take me to the cleaners. I didn’t let him, but he kept pressing. I wouldn’t have even been around him but I decided to actually talk with him and see what he had to sale. So I hate the fact that I can’t be nice to people. I hate that I can’t respond to their greetings or check out their shops with out being guilted into buying something. It’s also tough because I know these people are making so little money that they depend on making sales. I hate being mean to people, its just a part of who I am. I refuse to let this country change this. I like being nice to people, to being polite and not rude to everyone. But because of this, people want to take advantage of me. So I know have a problem. Do I accept that this is just the way the world is, and turn mean so that I don’t get taken advantage of. And by doing so, accept that people do not care and have others interests as their chief priority. Or do I grow an iron skin and stop being so nice so that people don’t take advantage of me. If I change my ways what does that say about the future of my life, or humanity.
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