Sala Tram
One particulary endearing characteristic of people in Alicante who work in "security" or in information kiosks is that in a foggy confusion much like the legendary Don Quixote experienced, they think that they actually work for the Guardia Civil, the para-military organization that tried to drag Spain back to a military dictatorship after Franco handed the reigns to the formerly overthrown royal family upon his death. Imagine that! A typical conversation goes as follows:
Location: entryway to (fill in the blank) below
Me: Hello, good day.
Me: Say, can you tell me when (fill in the blank) is scheduled to open?
Helpful Information Worker Who Thinks He Works For GC: No
Me: Do you mind if I take some pictures?
HIWWTHWFGC: It is prohibited.
Me: What is the intended purpose for this place?
HIWWTHWFGC: It is prohibited.
Me: Do you have any brochures that perhaps have more information?
HIWWTHWFGC: No.
What I'll ask next time: Do the kiosk workers here have any intelligence whatsoever?
HIWWTHWFGC: No, it is prohibited.
And so it goes. Anyway, among other things, this is in reference to the auditorium that I've read is planned for the Mercado Central tram stop. Right behind the entry booth, there is a wall with a sign that says "SALA TRAM," and there's a door where employees or workers enter. I imagine it will be the auditorium that I've read about that will feature local artists, and will try to take a picture for this site, and then run away as fast as I can.
I recently travelled to the IKEA in Murcia, the next city down to the south. I took a lift from the car park, up to the main entry level, the only stop. An information booth employee informed me that I would be unable to bring the shopping cart through the entry to the store. Upon exiting with half the goods I had intended to buy, I went to the same lift where a security guard told me that it was prohibited - this lift, according to him, only went up. And this, even though I saw some people get in right before me. So, two apparent contradictions hit me. One was that there was no floor above to select in the lift, otherwise I would have skipped the middle floor in the first place, and the second was that if the elevators only went up, there would need to be an endless supply of lifts and from the outside of the store you would see them lifting off into space, because as I was informed, they do not go down - only up.
What I'm coming to find out is that in predominantly Catholic countries, such as Spain, and especially ones where there are monarchs or dictators, the citizens are meant to suffer like Jesus to get even the smallest acknowledgement, empathy, or favour. If you haven't been nailed to the cross, you're not getting anywhere here with anyone who works in an information booth or has on a uniform, no matter how cheap a copy it is of those worn by the Guardia Civil. I will soon start handing out Mickey Mouse hat awards to those who think they work for the GC, and at least then their hats will match as much as their uniforms.
Location: entryway to (fill in the blank) below
Me: Hello, good day.
Me: Say, can you tell me when (fill in the blank) is scheduled to open?
Helpful Information Worker Who Thinks He Works For GC: No
Me: Do you mind if I take some pictures?
HIWWTHWFGC: It is prohibited.
Me: What is the intended purpose for this place?
HIWWTHWFGC: It is prohibited.
Me: Do you have any brochures that perhaps have more information?
HIWWTHWFGC: No.
What I'll ask next time: Do the kiosk workers here have any intelligence whatsoever?
HIWWTHWFGC: No, it is prohibited.
And so it goes. Anyway, among other things, this is in reference to the auditorium that I've read is planned for the Mercado Central tram stop. Right behind the entry booth, there is a wall with a sign that says "SALA TRAM," and there's a door where employees or workers enter. I imagine it will be the auditorium that I've read about that will feature local artists, and will try to take a picture for this site, and then run away as fast as I can.
I recently travelled to the IKEA in Murcia, the next city down to the south. I took a lift from the car park, up to the main entry level, the only stop. An information booth employee informed me that I would be unable to bring the shopping cart through the entry to the store. Upon exiting with half the goods I had intended to buy, I went to the same lift where a security guard told me that it was prohibited - this lift, according to him, only went up. And this, even though I saw some people get in right before me. So, two apparent contradictions hit me. One was that there was no floor above to select in the lift, otherwise I would have skipped the middle floor in the first place, and the second was that if the elevators only went up, there would need to be an endless supply of lifts and from the outside of the store you would see them lifting off into space, because as I was informed, they do not go down - only up.
What I'm coming to find out is that in predominantly Catholic countries, such as Spain, and especially ones where there are monarchs or dictators, the citizens are meant to suffer like Jesus to get even the smallest acknowledgement, empathy, or favour. If you haven't been nailed to the cross, you're not getting anywhere here with anyone who works in an information booth or has on a uniform, no matter how cheap a copy it is of those worn by the Guardia Civil. I will soon start handing out Mickey Mouse hat awards to those who think they work for the GC, and at least then their hats will match as much as their uniforms.
posted by Odysseus at 12:30 PM
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