doesn't anybody in this city SLEEP?
seriously.
anyways.
so. i HATE shanghai movers and construction workers. they're soo. yucks.
so i made a list! muaha.
WHY I HATE SHANGHAI MOVERS/CONSTRUCTION WORKERS1. They stink. literally.
yes. do they not understand the meaning of "deodarant"? they really shouldn;t deny not acknowledging its existence. honestly, i've seen so many of these easy-to-use spray aerosols (is that what they're called?) in carrefour. and hello? i know you're a mover, or construction worker or whatever, but i KNOW you have a salary, and is it too much to ask for to just spend a tiny fraction of something to spray (or wipe, whichever you prefer) your underarms, so no civilised person, on seeing you, does not back away with repulsion. is that too much to ask for?
2. Their SOCKS are revolting.
absolutely DISGUSTING. yucks. would it kill them to change socks? or WASH them? or at the very least, bring an extra pair along? seriously. their SOCKS left FOOTPRINTS all over the nice tile floor in my new house when they moved. yes. GAH. it was revolting. and STINKY. yucks. someone should start a whole NO STINKY SOCKS movement, and give movers and construction workers NEW SOCKS, or at least company-made free socks. and make it MANDATORY for their to be a change of socks between jobs. yes. that would be ideal. i mean, hello? their SWEAT leaks through the socks and forms FOOTPRINTS on the floor. i had to mop it up, and almost immediately. it was stinky and i couldn't take it. .in fact, i basically FOLLOWED the people around, carrying heavy boxes, and moped their stinky foot trail away. yucks. so my point, which i was getting to, is: GET MORE ABSORBENT SOCKS OR GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.
3. some of them are dirty liars.
YES . some construction worker, BROKE MY BATHROOM WINDOW, in front of my very eyes, and you know what he told my mother? "这已经坏了。" which means,, it was already broken. mind you, i had already lived in this new house for a few days already, and so he was telling my mother that the window just decided, "hmm. i think i'll crack now." hello i saw HIM BREAK IT. WHO COULD IGNORE THE SHATTERING NOISE MADE WHEN HE MOVED HIS ARM WITH THE TOOL? and hello, i moved here a few days ago. you think i would have noticed if my windows were already broken. seriously, if you want to lie, come up with a better excuse.
and anyway, honesty is ALWAYS the best policy. (unless. you know, it would hurt too many people. lesser of two evils, people!)
4. They don't listen.
okay. so get this:
mover enters, and asks (in loud, rude, half shanghainese half normal chinese voice) , what furniture do you want to move first? we'll move the boxes after the furniture.
so my mom, being nice and all, in a sweet-as-honey voice, with PERFECT mandarin, patiently points to the furniture and points out which to move..
and then the guy.
JUST TELLS THE OTHERS TO MOVE THE BOXES.
so my mom is all, "i thought you wanted to move the furniture first?"
but the LOSER GUY WAS LIKE,in a cocky attitude, " but you didnt even tell me which furniture to move"
AND I WAS LIKE, she just did.
i mean, DO YOU NOT HAVE EARS? HELLO? wth.
gosh. seriously. NO WONDER they work in this business.
5. THEY BROKE MY STUFF. SCRATCHED SOME OF THE FURNITURE, AND RUINED THE HOUSE WALL BY MOVING THE FURNITURE AGAINST IT.
i think this is pretty self-explanatory. but seriously? they destroyed some of the stuff. and i am SO SO SO angry now.
6. They're always either LATE, or EARLY.
did you know my bed-frame was supposed to come the day after i moved in?
guess what?
IT CAME A WEEK AFTER.
i had to sleep on a mattress on the floor! lucky my.
and you know what? at the beginning the movers wre LATE!
from 10am, to 12 pm.
seriously?
DOES "PUNCTUALITY" MEAN
NOTHING TO YOU?
gah, and you know. they delivered the bed frame at 8.
in the MORNING. they interuppted my DREAM! ON A
SUNDAY morning!
I WAS HAPPY IN MY SWEET DREAM, and BAM. wth?
DOES NO ONE IN THIS CITY SLEEP???????????????????????
gah. sorry. when i'm sleep-deprived i get so cranky.
what ever. thats the end of the list anyways.
oh today my brother, and his friend Kyle, are going to watch the Master Cup finals. haha. how cool. i was going to go, but decided not to at the last minute i guess. oh well. Federer's not playing anyway, so why waste my time, right? haha anyways after church i'm going dinner with mark's family! and marilyn's family too! muaha.
maybe i should bring my physics homework along.
KIDDING! ;D haha.
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