I woke up a bit before 9, packed my stuff, and went to Boom Boom Bagels. I had a salmon and cream cheese classic, and got a pulled pork sandwich to go, at the girlfriend’s request. I’m such a good husband.
I rode to
the train station and sat in the massage chair for half an hour. The waiting
hall was deserted compared to usual, only then did I remember it was Monday, a
normal workday. I got one day off for Christmas, and in fact, as I was sitting
there getting my shoulders and back kneaded by the robot chair, my students and
Chinese coworkers still had to go to school.
The train
started boarding at 10:30, though it was scheduled for 10:49. I still had a few
minutes left on my massage, but after the huddle of peasants finished pushing
through the gates, I made my way there, not wanting to be locked out even if
there are minutes remaining, bEcAuSe it’S tEh pOLiCy. I walked downstairs to
the platform and saw that the train was waiting several hundreds of meters
away. Why?! It’s a train. Scoot it over. If there’s a reason, I’m either too
smart or too stupid to understand it.
In the
train, a rent-a-cop asked for my passport. He seemed to acknowledge my excuse
for being maskless (eating raspberries) and also controlled a few people in the
carriage who did have their face diapers on. Still, I put on the glass fogger
for the remainder of the hour-long journey, probably the longest I’ve worn one
since the plane ride in May.
I took a
taxi home. The dog was stoked to see me. I ate a lunch composed of various
goodies we bought in Shanghai (hummus, flat bread, salami, nuts, olives) and
then took the dog out. I rode the longboard to the girlfriend’s school, got in
the car, and drove to the furniture store where we commissioned them to cut a
board for our camper-car. They also said they would assemble it, but of course
the mouthbreathing fucktards didn’t do it, and the pieces of laminated wood
were still packed in cardboard. The boss wasn’t there, I gave his minion an
earful and stormed out of there, mad I just wasted over an hour. In China you
can get some of the best and also some of the worst customer service.
So I went
back to the girlfriend’s workplace, and rode home. At least the dog got a good
long walk out of it. I then sat around a bit longer at home, editing a video I
made with bits of live sets I saw over the weekend, and went to the gym. We
trained various takedowns and rolled a few rounds. I took a knee to the balls
and had to walk it off, I’m surprised it doesn’t happen more often, given the chaotic
nature of the sport and how clumsy I am. Then I went home, and met the
girlfriend in the underground car park. She went to the furniture store and got
those champions to assemble our shit like they were supposed to, and now we’re
moving closer to our goal. Here’s to hoping we can make a nice road trip during
the winter vacation, and that some Covid-related stupid shenanigans don’t come
and cockblock us.
I ate a big
dinner of canned fish and various leftovers, and went to bed.
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