Tuesday, November 09, 2010

 

The Worst Chinese Laundry In The Middle Kingdom

The woman in the Dry Cleaners is getting on my nerves. Every time I go in there to fetch my clothes, she gets the massive arse at me about my poor organisation. "Where your ticket?", she shrieks, like a bad extra in a Jacky Chan film. "Where's your computerized record system?" I josh back at her. She still hasn't got a computer, the tight wadded cow, and I would not mind her giving out about my lost tickets, if I did not have to wait an entire week, for her to dab cheap chemicals crappily and ineffectively and very, very fucking expensively at my work dresses.

I was under the impression that laundry service was a bit like rice in China - cheap and available all over the place. In fact - in most public spaces there are signs forbidding the drying of clothes. I was impressed by the need to legislate against public clothes washing, as if the nation, when not watched, just turn every nook and cranny of the place into one great big washeteria, scrubbing away on washboards and wringing the skid marks out of knickers, and huge, great sheets, white as corpses, flapping away on their illegal washing lines, strung between see-saws and joss houses, and the Bank of China tower. Not so in my corner of Hong Kong island - it's just the shittest place to get anything cleaned, in the entire world. The only reason I can think, that it takes a whole week for this particular dry cleaning shop to clean anything, is that the owner is outsourcing my smalls to the fucking Spratley Islands. On top of this, the lazy cow in the wash house tries to steal my clothes. "You sure you bring dress here missy?" she says to me every fucking time I go in there. "We not have black dresses here". The fucking neck of it!

Most of all, though, I resent being talked to in her dicey pidgin, as it's an absolute show, to try and wriggle out of not washing, and then trying to steal my clothes. Just the other day I walked into her shop when she was very busy and hadn't noticed I was there, and there she was, this one, talking to some expat wife's Filipina servant in BBC English. "Awfully sorry, old thing. Must be some kind of mix up. Perhaps you took madam's dresses to the other dry cleaners over the way. We don't have any black frocks here, I'm afraid."

The lazy, thieving, plum-in-the-mouth bitch.

Noreen

Comments:
Ah, so you live in Hong Kong! Do the maids still have a weekly picnic in Victoria Park? What a lovely example of camaraderie that was!
 
the fucking Spratley Islands

You did look at a map once, didn't you.

Word Verification: ledam, French cheese balls.
 
They have a picnic all over the plce, GB. I;ve seen them in an underpass after mass, having a drink and a dance. A lot of them are rocking a Gangsta chic look these days - great big chains around their necks and baseball caps on sideways - but yes agree - they certainly know how to make their own fun.

Philip - I think I spelt them wrongly. I'm horrified that you didn't notice. Are you going senile, or are you in love? Those are two reasons for grammar and spelling boffins to lose their touch and get slack

Noreen
 
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Noreen is right! The spelling should have been the fucking Spratly islands. "Spratley" means "valley of the sprat", whereas "spratly" means "like or becoming unto a sprat", so obviously it makes a good deal more sense when naming archipelagoes. Surprisingly, they are in the South China Sea and not just off Grimsby as the name would seem to indicate.

I am neither senile nor infatuated, but my mercy is whimsical.

Word Verification: methic, a meths drinker who doesn't know when to stop.
 
good old colonial bile - you bigoted racist inbred. You really are one of life's little winners, aren't you. And the really pathetic thing is that you will pretend to laugh this off, but inside you realise that you are a tragic loser who refuses to do what it takes to turn your life around.
Sound familiar...think back 'me old segosia'
 
There must be a special, tedious, miserable place in the world where they breed cowardly, little anonymous commenters like you, although I remain surprised every time one of you spineless little cretins comes on here and posts.

I suppose I understand how, if your life is utterly shit, it must be helpful to come onto the internet and get a little aggression out by being unpleasant on blogs and internet fora, but the internet is so much more than people like me ranting their own opinions into cyberspace, that I find it staggering to understand why you can't find something you like to look at on the whole, enormous world wide web.

No one asks you to come here and read my shit. You haven't paid a licence fee, or a subscription, so we haven't entered into some agreement whereby I feel obligated to dance to your tune.

You are welcome to post your spiteful rubbish on here, because I believe that people can say what they like on the internet. However, good manners would dictate that you keep your mouth shut, if you don't like something, and common sense that you don't waste your time looking at things you don't enjoy. Life is short - why waste it here, if you find my writing abhorrent and my life somehow threatening to your petty minded, tedious sense of order?
Fuck off, cunt
Noreen
 
Oh Noreen. I think I love you. You are hilarious. Truly funny, in an intelligent way. Sadly there will always be arseholes like our friend 'Anonymous' above. Fuck them, I say!
 
A friend of mine helped str up the Harry Ramsden's in Hong Kong. Hope it's still introducing the Chinese to proper food. His brother was a Socialist Worker, but switched to anarchist when he got a job with the BBC. Wanted to stand out in the crowd.

Wordver - Hoolooss. Town in middle Flanders, source of most mayonnaise.
 
Thank you Kate, that's very sweet. I feel sorry for the anonymous people really. I can't imagine how ghastly it must be to actually be them.

I think it's gone now Boyo. The one in Wanchai became a Fat Angelos. However fish and chips is available most places - I ate it on wednesday for lunch, overlooking the sea. very nice
 
I used to live in Hong Kong and sometimes took my laundry down to the -- well -- laundry. They always used to get my clothes mixed up and one day I came home with a MASSIVE pair of granny bloomers. I have no idea who's got my favourite thong. But there you go
 
When I was in Hong Kong I used to just yell at the top of my voice and spray the dry cleaner with phlegm until he produced either my trousers or a superior pair from somewhere out the back.
You are right about the comedy accents too. The dry cleaner used to say 'you very bad', 'no shout mister' and 'you no put trousers here', until one day I overheard him say 'Oh goodness, its that DREADFUL oik again, I gave his trousers to the Little Sisters of the Wan Chai, Turned out he had a double first in Politics and Economics from Keble College, Oxford. Apparently all dry cleaners in Hong Kong are graduates of either Oxford or Cambridge, except some chap up in the New Territories who studied Governance at Harvard.
Incidentally Philip Challinor IS wrong. A Methic is an epic poem about winos.
 
I was also wrong about Spratley meaning valley of the sprat. In fact it means field of the sprat. Which only goes to show.
 
The Gods send clues about this situation frequently.
Eddie of Iron Maiden.
Closure of Fitsgeralds Reno/getting kicked out of Fits LV 1990 for "counting cards" after 5 minutes and $20:::Accusation of the innocent.
WWII's other holocaust:::Unit 731:::tsushogo. Tsushogo was a clue from the Gods illustrating their positioning long before it began. Incidentally, the used it to hurt the Chinese and position against future Japanese sucess by burying their atrocities.
The Concorde.
More below::The Gods have created an endless list over the last four+ decades. This Situation is a monster.

Never forget::The Gods have created positioning to conceal their true intent in each and every dyanmic we see in society.
We truely live in The Matrix:::There is the way things look and there is the God's REAL reason for doing things.

Employment charity:::Was W able to do his job as President?
I suspect there are many frat-boy types who could not or would rather not have studied nor do the work necessary so they gained this "benefit" telepathically. This could have been extended to their professional life as well::In most of these cases they don't have what it takes to do their jobs.
I think employment charity is FAR more common than people may believe.
Another example how they tempted people in this manner is the procurement of sexual relations.
Consistant with The Matrix, the Gods positioned both to these people which gained their confidence. But what they don't know is this behavior actually hurts them::They were offered temptation and they fell for it. And one day, if they are to have a future, they will be punished.
Keep raping these poor girls. You're going to end up as one in your next life.

Capitalism is evil because of the exploitative nature, illustrated with this Situation.
Muslims are correct:::Earning interest is evil.
Unlike war, which is a temporary period where the citiens incurr evil due to the decisions of the leaders, capitalism by its very nature incurrs evil for those who participate into perpetuity, an "institutional" method of incurring evil for the disfavored who engage in it. Inherant in earning interest is the exploitation of others, capitalizing on assets and exploiting the workforce for profit.
Understand the destructive nature of this element of evil we call the United States, for it spreads this cancer under the guise of "democracy" throughout the world.
Look for other institutional evil as related to the United States because as the land of disfavor castoff rejects there will be plenty of examples.

Examine my examples. They illustrate the God's reverse positioning used to confuse and disceive people who have made big mistakes in past lives.
I illustrate a certain way to think. If you doubt what I teach, if this is not your time to learn please at least completely understand this way of thinking, because when your time does come you will be able to refer to it and you will begin to see the God's pattern within the context of their positioning.
Nobody is going to save you. Christianity is a lie. And only through thinking correctly will you have a real chance to begin doing the right things.
 
Anonymous are you taking the piss? I really hope so
Noreen
 
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