We were having lunch when the topic of discussion drifted towards who knows to cook and who doesn't. The driver doesn't cook, but he has a girlfriend who does so he is not stuck with eating out all the time. Or something to that effect.
Then the driver turned to the receptionist and said, “Hey, see if you can find a match for Yee Wei.”
I snapped up from my dumplings (the cleaning lady also cooks our lunch; they were very good), “what?”
The receptionist repeated, “He said to find a match for you.”
“No need thanks. I already have one.”
“Yours... would have ran away by now,” the the driver piped up, obnoxiously loud, as if he knew what he was talking about.
“Ni ma de
, it doesn't work that way.”
“How many months has it been since you last saw her?”
“Less than one.”
“Oh you saw her when you went back last time...”
Really, young man, just shut up and eat your fucking dumplings; they are delicious. Tosser.***
Oh and while we are ranting, there is another rant-worthy item I'd like to mention. I have been unable access Yahoo! Mail since Friday afternoon; I strongly suspect it's the Great Firewall of China.***
Ohh, one more item. Today is not a public holiday in China; Malaysia and Singapore are celebrating Wesak Day today.