Almost everyone wears a uniform of some kind here.
The local, and Arab women from other countries, wear abayas, the long black dresses. The local men wear kandouras, the long white robes.
Most jobs require uniforms. The men who pump the gas at the service station wear all-blue. The guys who work inside the adjoining store, wear blue and white. The ones who wash cars wear all-blue overalls.
Janitors wear uniforms. The manager wears a different one.
Folks who work in the mall in the stores each wear a specific uniform for their particular store. Again, the managers wear a different one.
There is a real effort made to distinguish folks here by class. I think that's the main reason for the uniforms. At a glance, you can tell the social standing of the person by what they're wearing.
VIP seating and sections abound. I was at an outdoor bazaar a few days ago, and there was a VIP entrance, complete with a red carpet. It appeared that anyone wishing to pay the extra cost, could use that entrance. That is usually not the case.
In schools, the students wear uniforms.
Here, the wealth is new and proudly displayed, and with it, the prestige.
On the other hand, it reminds me of some really wealthy folks, who are very inconspicuous. There is no way they would be recognized as wealthy from the way they look or carry themselves.
Not so here.
I'm on my way to Kenya tonight for a safari trip. I'll be ushering the New Year in with some critters.
More soon from the Mother Land.
The local, and Arab women from other countries, wear abayas, the long black dresses. The local men wear kandouras, the long white robes.
Most jobs require uniforms. The men who pump the gas at the service station wear all-blue. The guys who work inside the adjoining store, wear blue and white. The ones who wash cars wear all-blue overalls.
Janitors wear uniforms. The manager wears a different one.
Folks who work in the mall in the stores each wear a specific uniform for their particular store. Again, the managers wear a different one.
There is a real effort made to distinguish folks here by class. I think that's the main reason for the uniforms. At a glance, you can tell the social standing of the person by what they're wearing.
VIP seating and sections abound. I was at an outdoor bazaar a few days ago, and there was a VIP entrance, complete with a red carpet. It appeared that anyone wishing to pay the extra cost, could use that entrance. That is usually not the case.
In schools, the students wear uniforms.
Here, the wealth is new and proudly displayed, and with it, the prestige.
On the other hand, it reminds me of some really wealthy folks, who are very inconspicuous. There is no way they would be recognized as wealthy from the way they look or carry themselves.
Not so here.
I'm on my way to Kenya tonight for a safari trip. I'll be ushering the New Year in with some critters.
More soon from the Mother Land.
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