Please don't turn this thread into a lets have a bash at x,y,z.
Occasionally in the last 13 months I've experienced a little bit of unpleasantness up here but I still love being here. We've both made some great, genuine friends. Making the decision to come up here was easy after spending weeks and weeks here during several visits working in the hospitals in Elgin and Aberdeen.
But today was a step too far. My wife, who doesn't have a nasty bone in her body, is a Customer Services Manager in a local store. She stepped in to help out with a queue only to have a guy in the queue say very loudly, "I'm not being served by a.... English bitch." I let you fill in the gap. And then after being served he turned to her and said, "you didn't like that did you? Well ....off back to England then."
I'm beginning to think that, in reality, it exists in almost every single country. I've experienced it living in 3 different countries, and in each country the good people, ultimately some becoming good friends who we have remained in contact with, have been fantastic. I've always just shrugged it off and thought numpty, and felt more sorry for them than anything.
Today is a step too far. Our landlord told us midweek that he's decided to sell up at the end of the lease in 3.5 months time. If we're staying we want to stay in the little town we're in... but is it time to say enough?
Occasionally in the last 13 months I've experienced a little bit of unpleasantness up here but I still love being here. We've both made some great, genuine friends. Making the decision to come up here was easy after spending weeks and weeks here during several visits working in the hospitals in Elgin and Aberdeen.
But today was a step too far. My wife, who doesn't have a nasty bone in her body, is a Customer Services Manager in a local store. She stepped in to help out with a queue only to have a guy in the queue say very loudly, "I'm not being served by a.... English bitch." I let you fill in the gap. And then after being served he turned to her and said, "you didn't like that did you? Well ....off back to England then."
I'm beginning to think that, in reality, it exists in almost every single country. I've experienced it living in 3 different countries, and in each country the good people, ultimately some becoming good friends who we have remained in contact with, have been fantastic. I've always just shrugged it off and thought numpty, and felt more sorry for them than anything.
Today is a step too far. Our landlord told us midweek that he's decided to sell up at the end of the lease in 3.5 months time. If we're staying we want to stay in the little town we're in... but is it time to say enough?
