driving mr. mistry
this morning i had to wake up early to go with my dad to the chinese embassy so that he could get a visa. embassies are downtown, and often my dad is too cheap to pay 75 cents per 15 minutes for parking, so sometimes it's a game of drop off, drive around, and pick up. (can you imagine what it was like before cellphones? it's like you're stalking the embassy.) the place is intimidating from the outside. it looks like a gigantic compound with a stone wall and gates surrounding it.
after my dad dropped off his application i had to drive him to work while he was on a conference call giving a presentation over the phone. most boring drive EVER! no music and listening to someone talk about drip plates, product weight, and some other stuff i didn't understand would normally make me fall asleep. the most amusing part of the presentation: "it has humps, lumps." that was the closest thing i would get to music during my stint as ms. chauffeur.
we got to his work and ended up sitting in the car for 20 minutes while he's still giving the presentation. bah. i spent the time napping in the back seat of the car. after his call was over, we went up to the office because in less than an hour we had to go back to pick up his visa and i haven't seen the company's new digs yet. it felt like it was take your kid to work day all over again.. minus the free lunch. my dad doesn't have a corner office, he has a corner cubicle with windows! i guess that's something, right?
after my dad dropped off his application i had to drive him to work while he was on a conference call giving a presentation over the phone. most boring drive EVER! no music and listening to someone talk about drip plates, product weight, and some other stuff i didn't understand would normally make me fall asleep. the most amusing part of the presentation: "it has humps, lumps." that was the closest thing i would get to music during my stint as ms. chauffeur.
we got to his work and ended up sitting in the car for 20 minutes while he's still giving the presentation. bah. i spent the time napping in the back seat of the car. after his call was over, we went up to the office because in less than an hour we had to go back to pick up his visa and i haven't seen the company's new digs yet. it felt like it was take your kid to work day all over again.. minus the free lunch. my dad doesn't have a corner office, he has a corner cubicle with windows! i guess that's something, right?
posted by bacon at 4:21 p.m.
6 Comments:
To cheap to pay 75 cents!?! Are you sure he wasn't there to pick up a Chinese citizenship?
Isn't it far more expensive to waste gas driving around??
(That's before I bitch about the environment!)
kenny.. chinese and brown people are very similar in so many ways :P
tom: i exaggerated a little. usually it doesn't involve driving around. basically we park somewhere where we shouldn't and move when someone tells us to move. the chance of needing to move is usually unlikely, but you never know. i've been a victim of the crazy parking police.
Hey white people used to be cheap too... until we got fat on capitalism. :P
No... North Americans are just fat. An overweight person (and yes, I realize the flaws in the BMI system) costs the Canadian health care system an extra $200,000. Start tossing in other epidemiological points and I'm sure you'll find each fattie is close to a half-mil.
Each time I rip into a fattie, it's not derogatory. It's economics. I could say other stuff but then it'd just turn into a rant.
If capitalism held true, we'd be touting communism or some kind of benevolent dictatorship, shucking those guys (and gals) to the gym.
Just saying that the profits of capitalism afforded whitey with the ability to be too lazy to be cheap. Trust me, older generations were increasingly cheap the farther back you go. Fat, oh yes, that most certainly came from said profit (and/or processed foods) and laziness as well.
As for the other part, benevolent dictatorships don't exist... at least not for long. :)
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