I, along with a lot of wise men believe that the journey is
more important than the destination. Especially if it’s a family trip or a trip
with friends. Any trip that’s filled with known people is definitely going to
be more interesting than the destination. You plan a trip, get the logistics
done, invite everyone you’re going to take along, confirm their presence,
gather them at an extraction point and then you are Up, Up & Away…
It is actually necessary I think for a family or for a group
of friends to take a trip sometime or another, it tends to build relations,
understand each other better and also reveal facets of people’s personalities
that one may not have seen before. I recently went on a family trip that
included a bus-full of relatives from here and there and almost everywhere and
I realized that I could categorize the passengers according to their travel
moods; so here they are:
The Joker: The
one guy whom everyone loves and nobody minds been made fun of by him. There’s
always one joker in a family or friends group. He’s the one who kick starts the
fun.
The Missing One:
There’s always a person who has not been able to join and is feeling pretty
miserable about it so they keep calling people to get regular updates and keep
suffering constant heart-burn.
The Sulking One:
The person who’s ego has been hurt because nobody, absolutely nobody asked for
their advice while planning the trip. That person will keep finding faults with
everything and sacrifice all the fun for a little sulk.
The Recluse: The
one who is frighteningly quiet during the whole trip and keeps looking out of
the window like some scene out of the Final Destination movies is going to play
out. It creeps out the rest of the group and they tend to keep away from this
person.
The Kid: There is
always going to be a kid on a family trip; no way is your family going to stop
reproducing for the sake of a trip so there you have it, the small person who
is cute, takes advantage of it, keeps crying and makes life living hell for everyone
within a radius of 20 metres.
The Fancy One:
Then there’s the cool one with the shades and designer clothing who tries to
act in complete control and behaves in the most sophisticated way even with the
family who don’t give a shit for that nonsense anymore.
The One with the
Short-Term Memory: The forgetful one or in other words, “The Ghajini” of
the family who will keep losing things and not find them even say if they are
in front of them or maybe under their seat.
The Disciplinarian:
The teacher of the family who takes absolutely ‘Zero’ amount of nonsense from
anyone and if they don’t like something, you’re not going to do it because you’re
not half as scared of the grim reaper as you are of that person.
The Feeder: The
well-loved mother of the family who will always carry enough food so as
to feed the entire contingent for two years in case of nuclear fallout or a
zombie apocalypse or a flash famine.
The One who Multi-Tasks:
The responsible one and the person for all needs and purposes. That person can
handle situations, work on the computer, stop the baby crying, talk on the
mobile and help an old lady cross the street; all this while also shooting a
couple zombies in the above mentioned apocalypse.
The Organizer:
The one who’s really in control but also the most worried person on the trip
who is constantly wondering who or what they left behind that they needed to
carry along. This person will constantly be on the lookout for trouble and will
be there to see that everything goes smoothly.
The Gossipers:
The group that cannot stop chattering go on and on about people who are not
there on the trip or sometimes people who are, but they just realize that late.
They keep analyzing things about people’s clothes, attitude, manners, behaviour
patterns, financial status and whatnot that should have probably got them into
the cabinet of any government a long time back.
The Fussy One:
The delicate and fussy one of the group who is always a bit irritated and shy
and scared of everyone else on the trip. This person will require special
attention, special food, special water, special everything… sometimes even
perhaps another vehicle because people in this vehicle have had enough of that
nonsense.
The Hated One:
The driver is undoubtedly the most hated person on the trip because no matter
what the conditions are and no matter how good the driver is and no matter how
hard the driver is trying to give everyone a comfortable journey, the driver
will always be cursed for being too slow, too fast, too clumsy, too bad, too
rash or too something-or-the-other. Why? Because people just love to do that.
Well, these are only the types that I could identify in a
glance. If you've noticed more types or have anything to add in these, please
go right ahead and tell me, I'd love to expand my classification.
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