May 14th: Chinglish bounty and serving fiascos
[ posted by mcdeviltoast ]
Day 240
Some days are spent being productive, some are not. Some days you plan on being productive and you put some actions into motion, but nothing ever quite comes to fruition. I planned on going home and taking a shower, gather stuff to mail and then mail them off. What happened instead: I rode out to buy a couple CD cases to put DVDs into (for the mailing process).
The shop where the Chinglish-riddled cases were (like Beautiful Sausage) was no longer there. In its stead was a T-shirt boutique rife with Chinglish 80's fashion. The staff snickered at me giggling at the appalling grammar and I bought several. I figured Vinnie, Jane, Janet and whomever else could use some spare 80's trashwear for the next 80's Pop Rocks show.
The day was overcast, rainy, hideous; a good day to stay indoors, watch DVDs, drink hot toddies and nurse one's allergies, which is what we did. For dinner we went to Ming Tien for company sandwiches. After they brought the first one, we waited a full 60 minutes before they told us they could only make one additional one, not two like we ordered, and did we still want it. Mike and I were outraged. There was no way this massive blunder would fly in the western hemisphere. China is not ready for the Olympics in 2008. Their customer service report card is going to be riddled with F's and incompletes.
Heather could not eat a whole one anyhow, so it all worked out, but we still waited too long. The night ended with the original "Manchurian Candidate," but black and white films after dark put me fast asleep. I was entitled, having seen it before. Something about the softness of the film quality, the long silent pauses, the gentle score of that early 60's era; it is a potent sleeping pill. Insomniacs: try it sometime.
Some days are spent being productive, some are not. Some days you plan on being productive and you put some actions into motion, but nothing ever quite comes to fruition. I planned on going home and taking a shower, gather stuff to mail and then mail them off. What happened instead: I rode out to buy a couple CD cases to put DVDs into (for the mailing process).
The shop where the Chinglish-riddled cases were (like Beautiful Sausage) was no longer there. In its stead was a T-shirt boutique rife with Chinglish 80's fashion. The staff snickered at me giggling at the appalling grammar and I bought several. I figured Vinnie, Jane, Janet and whomever else could use some spare 80's trashwear for the next 80's Pop Rocks show.
The day was overcast, rainy, hideous; a good day to stay indoors, watch DVDs, drink hot toddies and nurse one's allergies, which is what we did. For dinner we went to Ming Tien for company sandwiches. After they brought the first one, we waited a full 60 minutes before they told us they could only make one additional one, not two like we ordered, and did we still want it. Mike and I were outraged. There was no way this massive blunder would fly in the western hemisphere. China is not ready for the Olympics in 2008. Their customer service report card is going to be riddled with F's and incompletes.
Heather could not eat a whole one anyhow, so it all worked out, but we still waited too long. The night ended with the original "Manchurian Candidate," but black and white films after dark put me fast asleep. I was entitled, having seen it before. Something about the softness of the film quality, the long silent pauses, the gentle score of that early 60's era; it is a potent sleeping pill. Insomniacs: try it sometime.
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[ posted by mcdeviltoast @ 5/14/2005 11:02:00 PM ]
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