There’s a certain kind of Indonesian man (always a man) that never ceases to get on my nerves. He cuts the line for check-in at the airport, smokes in a restaurant even when there’s three ‘no smoking’ signs and interrupts the conversation that a hotel employee is having with someone else. This guy is usually a fat businessman, wearing a bluetooth telephone earpiece and a big watch, and often sports a thick moustache. To me, he is representative of the still deeply hierarchical make-up of Indonesian society: some people present themselves as more important than others, and therefore get treated with more respect. It’s interesting that guys like these seldom get told off by employees, as would happen in the relatively egalitarian Netherlands.
Another example: in my gym, the weights are never where they ought to be – in the rack. They’re on the floor all over the place, because everybody just leaves them on the ground when they’re done using them. The idea is that the low-level employees will pick them up and put them back, but they only do that at the end of the day. It’s not a big problem, of course, but it’s indicative of a prevailing mindset: as a wealthy person you don’t have to be nice, polite or courteous, just leave everything to the poor sap who is below you. Read More