Mark Twain once wrote, “Few things are harder to put up with than the annoyance of a good example”.
I am convinced he wrote this after visiting Switzerland.
I can just picture him now, stumbling up the stairs of an old apartment building after drinking too much bourbon (undoubtedly smuggled into Europe). Swaying, hiccoughing, and reaching his front door-he likely found a note that said something along the lines of:
Please stop walking in your apartment past ten p.m. Also, you were spotted in the hallway past midnight, this is unacceptable. Oh, and tell your lady visitors not to wear their heels in the apartment. It is too loud.
The Swiss are more obsessed with rules than any culture I have ever encountered. For example, it is forbidden to use a vacuum on Sundays, and to flush a toilet past ten p.m.
Don’t even get me started on laundry. I am positive that any homicides occurring in the ‘neutral’ nation have been committed as a result of a laundry dispute.
I’m not kidding, doing your laundry on the wrong day (everyone gets a day) is a complete sin worthy of stoning. Reactions to such behavior include but not limited to:
Leaving notes on ones front door.
Leaving notes on the washing machine of the building.
Telling all other neighbors to watch out for the ‘rule-breaker’.
Long-winded lectures that continue long after the intended recipient attempts to communicate she cannot understand a word coming out of the Swiss mouth.
It is a strange, strange country that I don’t know too much about, but I can say that I definitely prefer the French approach to rules than the Swiss.
The Swiss treat the green walking man at a crosswalk like Jesus. I’m with Twain, it’s just plain annoying. If no cars are approaching, cross the damn street.
Lest we all become sheep.
Someone pass the bourbon, I’m toasting Mark.