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Things I Do Not Understand
- Thread starter McBell
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I don't understand
Wu Wei
ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
No worries, I did not take it seriously..it was nothing several counseling sessions and a week at a silent retreat can't fix
A guy I worked with, who was fluent in English and Spanish, who knew my wife was Chinese and that I spoke a little Mandarin, decided to be funny in an email one day. He contacted a guy he knew in one of our NYC offices, who was a native cantonese speaker, and asked him how to say "Jerk" in mandarin. The guy gave him a word and he sent it to me in an email. I had no idea what it said so I asked my wife, who read it and then asked me...."Why is he calling you a rapist?"... I never let the guy forget that...sadly, I was in Beijing when he retired, otherwise I would have told that story at his retirement party.......
That same trip to Chinatown, my friend took me a tea house, It was full of Cantonese men rambling on in Cantonese. We actually got the last table in he place. My friend told me to stay there and he went to the counter and ordered us tea and some Chinese bake goods. I sat there by myself when the waiter came buy with tea..... I looked at him and said 多謝 (dōjeh)... he looked at me rather surprised, and literally went to every table in the place, talked to the other customers, and pointed at me.... you went from a cacophony of Cantonese to you could hear a pin drop..... my friend came back to the table with the bakery stuff and sat down.... and they all started talking again..... I was with him...so I was ok.... I later discovered.... Immigration was roaming around Chinatown that day looking for illegals.....
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I had a coworker from Mali that used to screw stuff up sometimes...No worries, I did not take it seriously..it was nothing several counseling sessions and a week at a silent retreat can't fix
A guy I worked with, who was fluent in English and Spanish, who knew my wife was Chinese and that I spoke a little Mandarin, decided to be funny in an email one day. He contacted a guy he knew in one of our NYC offices, who was a native cantonese speaker, and asked him how to say "Jerk" in mandarin. The guy gave him a word and he sent it to me in an email. I had no idea what it said so I asked my wife, who read it and then asked me...."Why is he calling you a rapist?"... I never let the guy forget that...sadly, I was in Beijing when he retired, otherwise I would have told that story at his retirement party.......
Each worker had to care for two clients. It was typical that you did this on your own, but her and I had gotten to be friends and we usually double teamed stuff. "Come, let's bond" I'd tell her when I wanted assistance.
She tried to use the phrase with me one day, and failed. "Come on, lets go do bondage." Oh no. Nope. I don't feel that way about you. She was confused. I told her "we're about to have a long talk..."
Wu Wei
ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
My wife makes similar mistakes at times.
The list of things I don't understand just keeps growing.
There is a lot of it about though.
Their theodolite was faulty and thats where they ended up building it
Sounds like someone needs and Ancient Geography lesson.
Sam cut his finger bad last week.
Ares cut his finger pretty bad today.
One of them ran around frantically, refusing to sit while they bled all over the place, insisting they needed a very specific set of items, or they'd bleed to death.
The other stayed calm, accepted help in applying pressure, elevated the wound, and sat until the bleeding stopped.
Who can guess who is who?
Ares cut his finger pretty bad today.
One of them ran around frantically, refusing to sit while they bled all over the place, insisting they needed a very specific set of items, or they'd bleed to death.
The other stayed calm, accepted help in applying pressure, elevated the wound, and sat until the bleeding stopped.
Who can guess who is who?
Me either.
Are they OK? The idea just sends chills up my spine. You're a mom like the one I had.
Sam was calm and Ares was not?
I don't either, but I like the food.
Yes, they're both fine, thankfully.
No. Sam freaked out, and carried on for several days.
Ares followed instructions, stayed calm, and is over it now.
Whoever built Kansas City!
Ancient City Builders.