Cultural stereotypes abound here. Anyone will tell you that the
British are hung up on doing things the correct way. We are masters of
etiquette, which may as well be another word for “doing-things-a-certain-way-for-the-sheer-hell-of-it-to-make-other-people-feel-uncomfortable-if-they-don’t-do-it-that-way”
Canadians of course are renowned for their never ending politeness
(unless you try to beat them at Hockey!). As both a Brit and a Canadian, this
means I am forever trying to do the right thing and apologise constantly for
getting it wrong. This infinite loops continues.
Okay, so where the hell are you going with this WMAP? I hear you
asking. Well really it’s a bit of a jokey way of describing the situation at
the end of my last flight. Being both British and Canadian meant I felt
compelled to wait until we had landed and parked up before politely excusing
myself from Bob’s post flight debrief in order to duck behind the plane and
barf. Strange, Emily Post is startlingly quiet on the etiquette of post flight chundering.
Of course I was abjectly apologetic afterwards.
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