I'd like to know how my fellow escapists feel they are judged by other people (based on age, race, gender, looks, hobbies etc etc.), and whether they take this in their stride or are upset by being judged.
I ask the question because yesterday I've felt the most judged I've ever felt, and it was extremely unpleasant (though also pretty funny in a 'I hate the town I live in' kind of way). I'll attempt to keep this brief... (HA!)
So, me and two female friends went for a drink at our local pub. We got a few strange looks, but that's normal because a) we're foreign and b) women don't tend to go out here on their own (I live in southern Italy). But then we started talking to a group of guys from Venice who were here for a construction contract. Cue the most judgemental looks I've ever gotten from the waitresses and other customers. Oh my god! - they're talking to men! Men who aren't from this town! Then things got worse, as I went to the bar to order my second alcoholic drink. The waitress bends over the bar and says in her most incredulous voice 'But, you've already had a cocktail. Are you sure you want another one?'. I've lived here for a while, so I know that the women here aren't big drinkers - I'd say 75% drink cola/iced tea rather than alcohol on nights out. But SERIOUSLY! They feel the need to tell me after 1 drink that I should probably call it a night?! Obviously I proceeded to buy 3 drinks so that I didn't have to go to the bar again
The kicker, though, came when the waitress came over to our table and in front of everyone said to my friend Amy 'what are you doing talking to these men? You have a boyfriend! Does he know what you're doing?'. Yes, he did know, he was sat outside drinking with his friends, and had come in a couple of times to say hi and buy Amy a drink. And we weren't flirting or doing anything inappropriate with these guys, we were just chatting: one group of outsiders to another.
I'm not insensitive to the culture differences between Italy and the UK, and I always try to be respectful because I'm living in their country so I should play by their rules, but what makes this annoying is that our behaviour was hardly controversial. A whole table of people next to us spent the whole night drinking shots and singing along to the radio whenever there was an Italian song. One guy fell over at the bar because he was so drunk. We were being really civilised and quiet. I would dearly love to never have to go to this pub again, but since it's one of only 2 pubs within walking distance and they both have the same people who frequent them, hiding from these judgements isn't really an option. All three of us are teachers at a language school, and if rumours about our behaviour start circulating around this little town we're going to lose students fast.
So, yeah, being judged sucks
Tell your stories!
I ask the question because yesterday I've felt the most judged I've ever felt, and it was extremely unpleasant (though also pretty funny in a 'I hate the town I live in' kind of way). I'll attempt to keep this brief... (HA!)
So, me and two female friends went for a drink at our local pub. We got a few strange looks, but that's normal because a) we're foreign and b) women don't tend to go out here on their own (I live in southern Italy). But then we started talking to a group of guys from Venice who were here for a construction contract. Cue the most judgemental looks I've ever gotten from the waitresses and other customers. Oh my god! - they're talking to men! Men who aren't from this town! Then things got worse, as I went to the bar to order my second alcoholic drink. The waitress bends over the bar and says in her most incredulous voice 'But, you've already had a cocktail. Are you sure you want another one?'. I've lived here for a while, so I know that the women here aren't big drinkers - I'd say 75% drink cola/iced tea rather than alcohol on nights out. But SERIOUSLY! They feel the need to tell me after 1 drink that I should probably call it a night?! Obviously I proceeded to buy 3 drinks so that I didn't have to go to the bar again
The kicker, though, came when the waitress came over to our table and in front of everyone said to my friend Amy 'what are you doing talking to these men? You have a boyfriend! Does he know what you're doing?'. Yes, he did know, he was sat outside drinking with his friends, and had come in a couple of times to say hi and buy Amy a drink. And we weren't flirting or doing anything inappropriate with these guys, we were just chatting: one group of outsiders to another.
I'm not insensitive to the culture differences between Italy and the UK, and I always try to be respectful because I'm living in their country so I should play by their rules, but what makes this annoying is that our behaviour was hardly controversial. A whole table of people next to us spent the whole night drinking shots and singing along to the radio whenever there was an Italian song. One guy fell over at the bar because he was so drunk. We were being really civilised and quiet. I would dearly love to never have to go to this pub again, but since it's one of only 2 pubs within walking distance and they both have the same people who frequent them, hiding from these judgements isn't really an option. All three of us are teachers at a language school, and if rumours about our behaviour start circulating around this little town we're going to lose students fast.
So, yeah, being judged sucks
Tell your stories!