Huh? Ever since I’ve been to Madagascar, it’s amazing how much we love queuing in this country 😳
Well, yes, in every sense of the word, if you like, but today we’re talking about filaharana, about queuing, waiting your turn.
With your yellow container, thanks to Jirama, you start early in the morning to get water. And given the number of containers before yours, there’s no guarantee of getting any.
Then, you have a choice: either you line up to take the bus, or you line up to get gas for your car.
Either way, it’s a real obstacle course. Those who take the bus home around 4:00 PM or 5:00 PM know what I’m talking about 🤣
As for drivers, the hours wasted in traffic jams are incredible, isn’t it? That said, with the gas shortage, things must be better there.
I was saying that since I’ve been living in this country, since the early 1980s, nothing has changed in that regard.
Those who had to wake up at dawn may remember, going to line up at the fokontany for a little rice and oil, waaa…
45 years later, you might say, things have changed: now you line up in a stadium and it’s the President of the Republic who comes to hand you your rice and oil 🤣🤣🤣
Quite a change, 45 years to get to… the same point?
Uh, no, not even the same point: in 1980, I had water, electricity, and roads in Madagougou. We also had Boeing 747s, 737s, Mig 17s, 21s, Twin Otters, and lots of other things and gadgets. Trains too.
45 years later, we no longer have any of that sun above 😳
So it’s up to everyone to deduce who’s really worse than who in this country, with its stadiums, coliseums, and fountains which, if you’ll excuse the expression, we couldn’t care less about, but really, nothing at all, lol!
To get back to the initial topic of the queue, I was recently at my local Chinese supermarket, and in the meat section, since the dawn of time, there’s been a queue.
Wow, what a waste on every level. A waste of time for the customer who has to wait in line. A waste of square meters because a long line of customers waiting in line takes up space. In short, it was more anachronistic than anything else and a little annoying.
That was because a month ago, the physical queue was over! You arrive at the butcher’s shop and get a ticket. Then you can go to other sections to fill your cart.
Small LED displays in the four corners of the store indicate the number of the customer being served, which helps you locate where you are… the closer it gets to your turn, the closer you are to the butcher’s shop, of course.
No more wasting time, no more wasting square meters. Civilization is evolving… while you, 45 years later, are regressing even further?
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