Monday, 21 June 2010

Can I Get a Beep Beep?

Hi Friends,

Living in a place like England, sometimes the cultural differences are so subtle that besides the accents, you might not think there are any.  The truth is, there are plenty, they are just hidden a bit below the surface.

Take for instance, the cat call.  I'm sure you pretty girls (and some of you pretty boys) are familiar with it.  I for one, am a fan of the cat call.  That's right.  I will admit it.  I like the cat call.  I take pride it in, actually.  When I lived in Chicago, and I was feeling blue, I knew specific roads I could run down that were sure to get me a flattering beep beep from an anonymous passerby.  The release of endorphins and knowing someone out there was honking in approval at my less than perfect bod was sometimes just the right thing to turn my day around.


Now in England, the cat call is less prevalent and when it does occur, it takes on a different form.  I don't know whether I have just lost my sexy running swagger since getting married, but I have not had any honk honks from male drivers since moving here.  Not even on the surefire busy roads.  However, although it occurs significantly less frequently than the double beep, sometimes men with bad English teeth do pull over the side of the road to hit on me.  This morning for example, I was walking down a narrow lane with Heidi, and a car passed by.  As he drove by he said "Good morning.  I love you." Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?  LOVE?  I'm not looking for love here, fella.  Plus the fact that we have spoken means your have lost your anonymity and now I KNOW you are a gross old man and there is no mystery in the fact that there might just be a mega hottie like David Beckham or Prince Harry (my personal fave) behind the windshield.  No.  I do not like this.

So my American ladies, take pride when you get a double beep.  Appreciate the flirtatiousness, revel in the mystery, and know that you are banging.  Be pleased that you can be flattered often and from a distance, and not infrequently and in your personal space.  And for my international readers, just because you're not in America getting honked at doesn't mean you're not pretty.

Beep Beep!

6 comments:

  1. I got beeped at IN SWITZERLAND while running! It was bizarre. In Mexico the pick up was shouted across a square in the form of, "I like the way you walk!"

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  2. I kind of LOVE the cat call too... even though I always ACT totally offended.

    Thanks for the follow! Nice to meet ya

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  3. Well, you should be happy that you're not experiencing the Russian version of this scenario, which consists of a guy pulling his car over and saying, "You're really beautiful. Do you want a ride home? A beautiful girl like you should not be walking around in this weather. Why don't you get in the car? Let's just go for a drive around in my car. Get in the car?" Sketchy.

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  4. That's hilarious! I LOVE you. I think any form of being hit on is universally flattering. I thought maybe I've lost some swagger since being married too - but one of the girls at the b-party this weekend said she could tell I was married or with someone I loved, because I just have a vibe of "I'm not looking". So hopefully that's what it is.

    xx Vivian @ http://diamondsandtulle.blogspot.com

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  5. Oh Kelly, this one truly made me laugh! I think all us girls love the "beep beep" haha Hopefully it'll become a trend in England as well :)

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  6. Seems like the English manage to make everything less raunchy. As an American girl I think I would prefer the profession of love.

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