I woke up early (7 am) this Saturday morning (with a bit of a hangover), and while I was making my coffee (a complicated process that involved changing out the water tank on our water cooler, plugging the coffee grinder into the transformer, grinding the coffee, unplugging the grinder, plugging in the coffee maker, getting water from the water cooler... sigh... but I digress) when I heard some yelling and general ruckus outside in front of our apartment...
|Hark... what is that clamor?|
I ran over to the window to investigate, only to see the apartment guards all lined up in military formation, participating in some sort of organized calisthenics.
This was particularly amusing to me because, while these guards generally seem nice, they don't do much guarding, per se. Mostly a lot of sitting around, punctuated by the occasional gate-lifting. Why they need to limber up to undertake these activities is beyond me.
In any case, this was pretty funny. For over an hour, they stood in a line while their drill sergeant barked commands at them, instructing them to do the following exercises:
1) Turn to the left!
2) Turn to the right!
3) Face forward!
4) March in place!
5) Stand at ease!
6) Do a strange, militaristic, Indonesian version of "Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes"!
You may also notice that the second guard from the right is wearing a t-shirt with a giant anarchy symbol on it. Hmmm.