Seguimos con entrevistas en la calle. Esta vez la pregunta fue ÂżQuĂ© te molesta de la gente en la calle? Respuestas muy similares, aunque uno parecĂa que iba a ser diferente.
Ya despuĂ©s del primer rato siendo rechazado, comenzaron a fluir y llegar personas que sĂ querĂan contestar. A las mismas personas les hice "dos tipos" de entrevistas. ComencĂ© enfocado en la felicidad, como ya vieron en el post pasado y despuĂ©s seguĂ con este tema. QuerĂa descubrir cuĂĄles son las cosas que tanto molestan. Aunque para ser sincero, no sentĂ tanta molestia en esas personas. Son las mismas que en la pregunta anterior, respondieron que eran felices.
A pesar de esto, lo que respondieron fue en torno al respeto. Ya hice un post sobre eso, pensando que algĂșn dĂa harĂa esta entrevista. Efectivamente las personas se molestan por cosas parecidas. Algo de lo mĂĄs comĂșn son los tropezones, sin pedir disculpas. TambiĂ©n la suciedad. La verdad es que Caracas es bastante sucia, hay mucha basura en las zonas mĂĄs pobladas y de menos recursos. Cuando uno va a zonas caras, la basura casi desaparece.
El ruido es otro tema, aunque aquĂ no se menciona. Lo que sĂ me sorprendiĂł es que la abuelita le molesta que se le atraviesen y eso es justamente lo que mĂĄs me molesta. Siempre reflexiono sobre esto, ya que lo que te molesta de los demĂĄs, es lo que te molesta de ti mismo.
Cuando escuchĂ© esta frase, lo primero en lo que pensaba, es en la gente atravesada y decĂa que era falso, ya que yo siempre estoy pendiente de no atravesarme. Siempre estoy mirando a los lados, para ver si alguien camina mĂĄs rĂĄpido, dar paso. Si me detengo me hago a un lado. No me quedo hablando en medio de un pasillo y menos en una puerta jajaja. Pero la verdad es que ÂżCuĂĄndo me atravieso a mĂ mismo? Esa es la pregunta por donde debemos comenzar. AhĂ fue cuando pude ver que es verĂdico. Para muchas cosas que quiero hacer, me pongo barreras yo solo. Me atravieso a mĂ mismo.
Al parecer los viejitos sienten bastante la agresividad de la ciudad. Ahora ya me pongo en su lugar, porque yo también la siento. Veo a la gente vuelta loca brincando de un lado al otro. Aunque los viejitos sean los mås atravesados jajajaja, ya les estoy dando la razón.
English
We continued with interviews on the street. This time the question was, âWhat annoys you about people on the street?â The answers were very similar, although one seemed to be different.
After being rejected at first, people who did want to answer began to come forward. I did âtwo typesâ of interviews with the same people. I started by focusing on happiness, as you saw in the last post, and then I continued with this topic. I wanted to find out what things bother them so much. Although to be honest, I didn't feel that much annoyance in these people. They are the same ones who answered that they were happy in the previous question.
Despite this, their answers revolved around respect. I already wrote a post about that, thinking that one day I would do this interview. Indeed, people are bothered by similar things. One of the most common things is people bumping into you without apologizing. Also, dirt. The truth is that Caracas is quite dirty; there is a lot of trash in the most populated and poorest areas. When you go to expensive areas, the trash almost disappears.
Noise is another issue, although it is not mentioned here. What did surprise me is that the grandmother is bothered by people crossing in front of her, and that is exactly what bothers me the most. I always reflect on this, because what bothers you about others is what bothers you about yourself.
When I heard this phrase, the first thing I thought of was people who cut in line, and I said it was false, since I am always careful not to cut in line. I am always looking to the sides to see if someone is walking faster, to give way. If I stop, I step aside. I don't stand talking in the middle of a hallway, let alone in a doorway, ha ha ha. But the truth is, when do I get in my own way? That's the question we should start with. That's when I realized it's true. For many things I want to do, I put up barriers myself. I get in my own way.
It seems that older people feel the aggressiveness of the city quite strongly. Now I put myself in their shoes, because I feel it too. I see people going crazy, jumping from one side to the other. Even though older people are the most stubborn, ha ha ha, I'm starting to agree with them.
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