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Short Sircuit

Not misspelled.  Sircuit suggests the idea that an average person's brain will be fried in short order if they visit India .  Hence short sircuit.

The 'sir' suffix refers to the incessant groveling and apologising that takes place when visiting India and begins with any person in the service industry to a merchant selling goods.  This conversation goes something along the lines of -

You - Why did you not show up on time?
Taxi driver - Sir - sorry sir.  I actually over slept.
You - but we discussed this before hand.
Taxi driver  - Sir actually sir I was very tired from driving.

You - Why is my room not ready?
Hotel staff - including managers - a stare that lasts anywhere from 1 min to 5 min followed by - Sir actually we don't know sir.  We will find out for you. 
Said finding might take any number of hours and you might want to find a tall building to jump out from.

You - Why is this room dirty?
Hotel staff  - likely the same clueless buffoons now in your room staring at offending dirt - or broken door  - or pick your battle: Sir the cleaning person miss this sir.  Sorry sir.

You - Why is breakfast not ready?
Hotel boy - let me ask manager sir.
Manager for catering - actually we had party last night sir.  Staff sleeping sir.  This at a famous brand chain hotel in India.  Not sure what the fame came from.

Most of these yes men and sir phire are wearing a cheap polyester coat and a tie that makes them look further more ridiculous.

Moving to the retail sector and you end up buying some items for your house.  Ask when they will be delivered and find out - sir we will get it soon - maybe 1 week sir.

After 10 days you call to find out - Sir - there has been a strike at the factory.  So sir we cannot say sir.

After 30 days you call and the shop owner takes his sweet time to figure out why you are being persistent in calling then says - Sir actually sir I took loss on that order sir.  Even I am waiting for delivery. 

Bottom line  - if you are a customer of any sort in India you are royally screwed.  Which makes it most everyone.  Except perhaps those that can wield power and get lackeys to attend to their every whim and then have undocumented cash to throw at them.


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