It is the typhoon season in Hong Kong. And the weather is so horrible it looks exactly like the UK in the middle of winter; only warmer and more humid. =( I hate rain. The watery stuff, not the cute Korean actor. The humidity of this place is particularly undesirable when all your Mesalt dressings start absorbing environmental moisture. Heck, even tampons have to be kept in air-tight containers or else they too will turn soggy due to the high atmospheric water content.
Work has been hectic as usual. We are still working beyond full capacity. Hopefully we will learn to sit back and relax a little more and actually work at more human capacity. I attended a traditional Chinese banquet today and I have to say, it was an eye-opening experience. For one thing, I had no clue how everyone managed to arrive within 30 minutes of clocking off work while we were stuck in traffic for one hour and forty minutes. The food was served extremely fast and before I had set down my chopsticks, my plate will be whisked away from me in anticipation of the next course. Everyone left at 10 o'clock sharp, which was considered late by HK standards as people normally upped and left by 9pm. No lingering and chatting with other people, oh no! You come, you gobble, you go home.
Work has been hectic as usual. We are still working beyond full capacity. Hopefully we will learn to sit back and relax a little more and actually work at more human capacity. I attended a traditional Chinese banquet today and I have to say, it was an eye-opening experience. For one thing, I had no clue how everyone managed to arrive within 30 minutes of clocking off work while we were stuck in traffic for one hour and forty minutes. The food was served extremely fast and before I had set down my chopsticks, my plate will be whisked away from me in anticipation of the next course. Everyone left at 10 o'clock sharp, which was considered late by HK standards as people normally upped and left by 9pm. No lingering and chatting with other people, oh no! You come, you gobble, you go home.
Anyways, the ophthalmologist is coming back tomorrow! I have his room key! :) We are going to move all my dresses and shoes into his closet, and put up naked photos of David the Hasselholf in his closet! It will a sweet homecoming...
Arrghhh! My eyes!!
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