The cycle of despair

Since my parents left roughly two weeks ago, I have become acutely aware that I am almost completely alone and as such have been feeling very depressed. Not only this, but I have become aware of a cycle which could well see that this situation goes unresolved. The strategy I have followed to date has been successful in only one instance and for that I am grateful, alas all other contacts I have made through this method have turned up fruitless. I have been using this website to find and hopefully make new friends and by in large it has been unsuccessful, but I will get to that later.

The cycle I have become aware of has been born of my present isolation which I began feeling after moving into this new city without actually knowing anyone who lives here. In my first few months I met a fair few people although most of them I wouldn’t really call friends, rather they are better described as if-you-ever-have-a-problem-you-can-call-me acquaintances, I suppose you could call it the exact opposite of the friend in need. The overwhelming majority of these people have no time for me, but have all the time in the world for my problems which, as nice as the sentiment is, does little to placate my sense of devastation. The result is I am rapidly losing my faith in the people around me, in particular any new people I meet and hence feel a strong desire to coup myself up in my flat. In turn this generates more despair and creates a worsening situation with no really conceivable method of release save moving to where my actual friends are.

One of the factors contributing to my dissatisfaction with many of the people I have met since arriving in Beijing is that many seem to have very little idea of what a friend is. Over the course of the last two months I have added about six people to my MSN list, all people of whom live in Beijing and who claim to be looking for friends. All of them have expressed a desire in one way or another to be my friend. Of them, I have met four of them in person and for each of them we have only met once. The troubling thing is that, altogether, I have been ’stood up’ more times than I have actually had meetings with any of these people. Not stood up as in I go to the meeting location and they don’t turn up, rather an arrangement is made a day, two days, a week in advance and then cancelled at the last minute. It angers me to no end having this situation repeat itself over and over again and leaves me with little more than a feeling of despair. So, the end result is I have six more people on my MSN list who may as well be messaging from Afghanistan as it doesn’t look like I will actually meet them and I’m sure people in Afghanistan have far more interesting lives than those I seem to have encountered in Beijing.

On a brighter note, maintaining a connection to my Sydney friends has been much more rewarding. I seem to spend more time doing things with them than I do with anyone I know in Beijing and they actually do live miles away. I think the hard part of making friends here is that it is impossible for me to find people who are interested in any one of the niche activities I do and interests I have. I’d even go as far to say that the people who hold the same interests I do by nature tend to seclude themselves. Still, one can always hope if nothing else.

The Master Race

Having worked in China for over a year now I would say that during this time I have become significantly desensitised to practices which, back in Sydney, we could classify as being ‘wrong’. Now you could say, ‘it’s a different culture and things work differently here’, but I’m not one of those people who think right and wrong are relative terms. That said, even given the context I don’t think it is acceptable in either Australia or in China for people to say one thing and do the opposite and I think, perhaps to a smaller extent, I don’t think either culture praises people for maintaining habits like spitting or not lining up. However, unlike these examples, there is one aspect about living in China that goes directly contrary to what I have been brought up to believe growing up in Sydney which, given recent revelations, sickens me somewhat.

To a degree, since I started working in China I’ve come to accept that while I do have a degree majoring in Chinese Studies as well as hold an ESL teaching certificate and am a native English speaker, from an employer’s perspective I am as much being employed to the position on the basis of my qualifications as I am because I am a caucasian. In my last job this wasn’t much of an issue because I didn’t think this really was the case, my colleagues were from all over the world and of a whole range of ethnicities, although prior to arriving in China I was warned that I should expect that sort of mentality both from the average person on the street and from employers. Certainly when it comes to classes, ethnicity can have a significant impact both to one’s teaching and social experiences here, but in my mind there has always been a difference between an institution distinguishing people on the basis of skin colour and the prejudices of the average person on the street.

What has spurned me to write about this has been a recent discovery at my present place of work in which I overheard a conversation among management regarding the eligibility of new employees. The details of the conversation were that the school is presently looking for new staff and as such is posting many job ads as well as collecting as many resumes as it can. On each resume they receive they require a photo to be attached. One such resume they received was from a person in Beijing, but he didn’t attach a photo claiming he was concerned about the security of his internet, as such he wanted to come in in person for an interview. As one of my managers said to the other, the name of the person in question was Spanish in origin and he was concerned that he might be of Filipino descent, as such he didn’t meet the ‘ethnicity requirements’ of the job.

At first when I overheard this I felt indifferent, I guess I accepted that being in China and having encountered this mentality before, there wasn’t really anything to be surprised about. It was only after I reflected upon it for a few days that I realised that this was the first time I had actually witnessed what could only be described as blatant institutionalised racism. Now granted of the ten foreign staff working at my school, eight of them are caucasian, one is partly Asian and the last is Hispanic. I couldn’t help but notice this when I first started working there (after living in China a year, seeing lots of pale faces together in the same place in China is truly a spectacle to behold), but I didn’t think much of it at the time. Now, however, I have confirmation that even if a prospective employee did get to a point where they were speaking to one of my managers and it was discovered that they were not ‘of the correct ethnic background’, they would be flatly denied the job.

Thankfully I handed in my notice over a month ago and so, in a couple of weeks, I will no longer be working for them, though I do feel quite dirty about it all the same. Partly because my reasons for leaving are not those that I have mentioned here and partly because my reasons for leaving are due to this mentality prevalent in China. My exact reasons for leaving are because I am unhappy with the number of hours I work, the distribution of these hours throughout the week, the rate of pay I receive for these hours and the rate of overtime pay (which incidently is at a rate lower than regular hours). The thing is that, hmm, well, by Chinese standards, my work conditions are excellent and I get the impression that my employers are perplexed as to why I would want to leave because they perceive that these conditions as being well above average.

I however know that I can earn substantially more money for significantly fewer hours each week, I tell myself it is because I have a degree from a reputable establishment, I have a teaching certificate, I am a native English speaker and I have over a year’s teaching experience, but after going through what I have above, I suspect that even if I didn’t have these things I would still be able to get a better paying job solely because of my skin colour. It makes me feel quite shameful in some respects, but I can’t really see a way out of it, save going into business for myself. I was considering that, given all jobs here require you to submit a resume with a photo I could just not submit the photo and take what comes afterwards. The thing is that I can understand why they want people to attach photos and it does make things much more convenient. No respectable school in China wants an employee with nose piercings, chains, tattoos or dreadlocks and would probably frown on double-platted beards.

Apathy as consent

Despite being in Beijing for nearly a month now, I have not come across anything that has inspired me to raise it on here. During this time however, I have been following the Colbert Report very closely, that is to say, I’ve been watching all I have of it including many back episodes prior to the mid-term elections. While this didn’t directly come up during any of the episodes, after watching a few my mind wandered and I had a revelation, so to speak. I’ve found what I think is a compromise, one I feel a lot more comfortable accepting, in the debate between compulsory and non-compulsory voting.

For those that are unaware, throughout the world there are hundreds of supposedly democratic societies, some more so in name than in practice, but between those democracies that believe they’ve found the most suitable system, a debate rages on whether it is more appropriate to enforce voting or instead give citizens of the society the choice of voting or abstaining. Each side of the debate has its merits giving both systems, in one way or another, substantial credibility; similarly they both have their weaknesses too, but in my opinion, neither system is truly ‘better’ or more effective than the other.

The most notable societies to my mind that practice non-compulsory voting are the United States and Britain. Among the advantages of these systems is that, firstly, since the idea of freedom is such a central theme to most modern democracies, the notion of forcing people to do something seems at odds with this idea. Granted human history might be regarded as a tale of how over time the people fought to have their voices heard, it seems fairly anti-climatic to have the final chapter end with the peoples’ forced consent of the choices that society makes.

Another advantage of the non-compulsory voting system, though it may seem petty to many, is that it means people don’t have to sacrifice their time engaging in an activity of which they may well have no interest in the outcome of, or infringes on something which they do have an interest in the outcome of. I suspect for the overwhelming majority that do or might read this blog, this wouldn’t seem like a very credible reason, but for a segment of the population who more than likely will not be able to read this blog, that thirty minutes to several hours it might take to vote might better be spent some other way. A person who works at the minimum wage for sixty or more hours a week might feel the return on another hour’s work or, were they to have the time off work, the chance to spend it with their families might seem significantly more attractive than going to vote.

The last advantage the non-compulsory voting system has that comes to mind is, in the likely event that there isn’t anyone worth voting for; not voting may well be conceived as the best option available. However, I think that this is something of a chronic weakness built into all democratic systems not just those with non-compulsory voting. I’m not sure what the solution is to this issue, but whatever it is, it is not what I seek to discuss here.

Now for all these advantages, non-compulsory voting inevitably leads to a number of setbacks which, from my perspective, impede the democratic process. First among them is the expenditure, not by candidates getting people to vote for them, but by government and non-government bodies alike getting people to vote. Why would it be in anyone’s interest to get more people rather than less people to vote? I will get to this in my next point, but needless to say, if compulsory voting is instituted, all this effort and money could instead find its way into a more meaningful venture (though perhaps not by much).

Why is it important that as many people vote as possible? I think for the sake of stability, it is very important that the people in power have the mandate of the majority of people they were supposedly chosen to serve and represent. When the authority in power is put there by less than half the total population, their credibility, both with respect to those they rule over as well as to their peers in the international arena, is substantially weaker. Should the authority decide to take an action that is unpopular with the majority of society it could well come to pass that the action either doesn’t get carried out or is met with substantive resistance, potentially turning into a very damaging situation, both for the authority and society at large.

The last disadvantage I think non-compulsory voting suffers from is, well, I am quite critical of this one, I don’t think it is a big issue, but a lot of others might, the erosion of the idea of duty. For many, voting is seen as a duty reserved for those fortunate enough to live in a society in which the choice exists. If anything, voting might be interpreted as quite possibly the singularly most important duty each citizen in that society has to perform, although many might argue defence is an equally important duty. What would happen if the people no longer felt the need to perform their duty? Perhaps apathy would settle in. It might be said that apathy is an obstacle to progress, but can it not also be an obstruction to regression? I will get to this later.

Next we move onto compulsory voting and the advantages and disadvantages it has to offer. I am aware that Australia and Singapore both have compulsory voting and I think I remember hearing Israel has it too, but I cannot vouch for that. The premier advantage that compulsory voting has is that, more often than not, the people in power have the mandate of the people that voted them in. The majority who voted that party in are content that their candidate got into or remained in power, while the minority can accept that, while they disapprove of the candidate, at least the candidate is a representative of the people that
put them there. Unlike with non-compulsory voting, there isn’t a portion of the population, however significant it may be that may or may not have voted for this or that party.

The only other advantage I can think of, to reiterate above, is that a minimal amount of money needs to be spent on getting people out to vote. If the people have to vote, that money can be better spent informing them of the possible outcomes of their choices rather than motivating them to put a ballot in the box. Granted, what I describe sounds fairly innocent, we all have a fairly good idea of what politicians are made of, but I believe it is a far more meaningful investment than the alternative.

The disadvantages of compulsory voting mirror those above, firstly, the act of forcing someone to do something goes against the very grain that most democracies are built on, that is, freedom. Generally people don’t like to be told what to do and, even more so, don’t like to be patronised into doing something they don’t necessarily want to do.

The other disadvantage as above is the time issue which discriminates against those who are otherwise indifferent to the mechanics and outcomes of the political process. I imagine there are many people who either resent or are frustrated by the fact that they have to go out to vote every-so-often for candidates they don’t know, who don’t represent them and who aren’t going to improve their situation when instead they could be doing something else which actually would improve their situation.

Lastly, we get to the crux of this matter with my idea of a compromise between the systems or compulsory and non-compulsory voting and it is summed up by statement: apathy is consent. Instead of forcing people to go out and vote or wasting money on trying to get people out to vote, instead why don’t all votes start off in an initial state of being in favour of the incumbent candidate and then, through going out to the booths, this vote can then be changed to someone else if you’re unhappy with the current. How would this be achieved? Well, there already is an electoral roll, at the end of the election, once all the names have been crossed off for those who already voted, those that remain instead of being fined for not voting, should then be added to the incumbent candidate’s tally.

The idea behind this is, if there are people who are so apathetic towards the political process to not be bothered to vote, then it should be regarded that the status quo is clearly acceptable to them. Beyond this, I haven’t really thought of the mechanics of implementing this, but I can’t see any holes in the idea. You might say that issues not related to the political process might get
in the way of people voting, but I think it is more likely that, if society is truly mismanaged, more people would have more free time, rather than the other way around, although this might be quite a naive conclusion. Having written this, it does make me wonder whether such a system would work and what other problems would arise were it implemented.

Culture Shock

At present my mood is what could only be described as having gotten out on the wrong side of the bed. I feel a mixture of apathy towards doing anything, disappointment at the grey overcast day that greets me outside my window, frustration as I watch my free time vanish into nothingness, frustration as I realise I don’t really have a network of friends here to do anything with and frustration as I realise, it being morning, that I am not tired enough to go back to bed and sleep it all away. That said, I’m feeling mighty frustrated at present and as such have been looking for things to attribute it to.

The first thing that came to mind was culture shock which I understandably overlooked because I have lived in China for a year already. Maybe that’s just giving a label to a series of disappointments and frustrations I am feeling which, in truth, might bear no relation to culture shock. Right now I feel plagued with a sense of loneliness as a result of no longer being in a community. Unlike my last job, my current job doesn’t have a work community at all, furthermore while I have made a native Chinese friend, hmm, she’s a nice person, but there is still this overwhelming awkwardness when we meet, an awkwardness that would be less imposing were there more than just two of us which, further, would enable us to actually do something together. Chatting is alright, but smalltalk only lasts for so long and I don’t think we have the sophistication needed in our communication to move onto more informative topics of discussion.

That said, I should seek to remedy this situation, but I am perplexed as to what method would be the most appropriate. I have considered putting a personals ad at www.thatbj.com, the online portal of a popular English magazine in Beijing although I am a little concerned as to what kind of people would make contact with me.

Will you touch it?

Today I experienced a day unlike any I’ve ever experienced before. Since arriving in Beijing the temperature has hovered around 2-7 degrees C, that is, around fridge temperature. An environment at this temperature has its advantages and disadvantages. One of the advantages is that items left at room temperature could be loosely described as being refrigerated. A disadvantage is one might find one’s nose running like a tap. Yet despite the frigidity of the air, the level of intrigue the streets of Beijing have to offer as well as the heating found in most establishments more than makes up for the chilly conditions.

Unbeknownst to me this morning, these moderately inhospitable circumstances took a turn for the worse today when Beijing’s temperature was reduced from refrigerator to freezer with an icy -8 to -3 degrees C. Furthermore this ice-cold assault was buffeted by winds straight of the Siberian plateau which ensured that any misconceived notion held by a victim of this onslaught that they were adequately protected is promptly shot down. Unlike fridge temperature, whatever advantages freezer temperature offers pale in comparison to the unending list of punishments the victim must endure. I suppose a good point is that, because you can’t feel your nose, you don’t actually notice that it’s dripping everywhere. When you buy something at room temperature, you have to make sure that the product is actually thawed, there’s nothing worse than buying a frozen bottle of coke or some fruit and discovering that eating it is actually making you feel less comfortable. Another miserable feature of sub-zero temperatures is the sudden abundance of ice puddles lining each side of the street where the former gutters were or the cross-sections of footpath where previously a creek supplied by a leaking tap wound its way across; an excellent opportunity for one to practice one’s ice walking ability.

Yet, in spite of all the tribulations I faced today in making my way to and from work, the mood was lightened by the discussion I had with my colleagues regarding the material which they were teaching their students. Is “will you touch it?” an appropriate grammar pattern for grade/year 1 students? Perhaps; so long as it follows the unit “can you touch it?” which, it so happens, was covered earlier in the unit. As for whether this is appropriate from year 1 students, well, for all I know, teaching this pattern to older students could well be one of those crimes that is ‘puneshed severely‘.

Puneshed severely all sorts of crime

Having had the internet set up in my apartment on Friday night, I’ve been so busy catching up on everything I have missed over the past few days that it is only now I have found the time to post. Today marks one and a half weeks since I arrived in Beijing and having had yesterday off work and having the rest weekend all to myself, I find that my attitude towards work is much more complacent than it was before.

At first I was feeling quite negative towards my work because, well, it felt a lot more demanding, both compared to the 3 week holiday I had prior to it as well as compared to my previous job, which didn’t (and in many ways, doesn’t) seem right given that this job is paying much less than my previous one. It didn’t help that my first week of work with this job was a 6-day week, although the first four days were training, the last two were teaching. Also, given Beijing’s season, weather and climate. Leaving for work often meant leaving while it was still dark and arriving home just as night approached. A very depressing state of affairs.

That aside, my weekend has been, well, maybe not productive, but certainly more interesting and relaxing. On Friday I went to Tiananmen square, not much has changed since I was last there although this time I went for a long walk across the square and along one of the streets (Changan Rd) before hopping on the subway again and heading home. One thing that did surprise me was the overwhelming number of stairs or, that is to say, the absense of elevators or other accessibility services. They’ve been discussing it a bit on the news here, but it is only after walking around the centre of town that I had really noticed it.

Before I sign off there is a sign near where I live that fills me with a sense of security everytime I pass it. It’s a very non-descript looking sign all in Chinese with a photo of a police-looking person on it. However in big letters at the top of this sign it says ‘Puneshed severely all sorts of crime’. I just hope I’m not vulnerable to those kinds of crimes that are not ‘puneshed’ severely.

Re-establishment

After such a long absence since the last time I updated my blog, the events of the past 24 hours have stirred me to actually make something of the 10RMB ($1.70AU) I spent to use the internet at a nearby internet cafe. Yesterday night I flew into Beijing and was escorted to my apartment which I’m still not entirely certain where it is. When I arrived in my flat I went to straight to bed and slept like I hadn’t in weeks, to the sound of small children detonating new years explosives.

It was only when I woke up that I got to work at exploring both my new apartment and the local enivrons of which I’ve made considerable discoveries in both. My new apartment consists of four rooms and a bathroom, the rooms being a living room, a kitchen and two bedrooms. The previous occupants of the flat left many of their belongings behind giving the apartment a part homey part AAPT feel to it, everything seems to have flashcards written on them indicating Chinese pronunciation.

The most pleasing discoveries I have made have been from scouting the surroundings around where I live. I have located a supermarket, MacDonalds, KFC, cinema, subway (food chain), net cafe, Pizza Hut and a Dominoes pizza all within five minutes walk. Surrounding these noticable establishments are a plethora of Chinese restaurants and nik–nak shops filling all the various voids that might otherwise pop up during my stay here.

Back to my apartment, among the features present there include: air-con in the bedrooms and living room, heating in every room (central), TV, washing machine, a double and single bed in the respective rooms, DVD player, tape deck, iron, fridge, a half-dozen lamps, chess, around fifty DVDs/CDs, around twenty books, couch, chairs, a pair of speakers, stove and, above all, a western toilet. The only noticably absent thing is a microwave, something I will likely rectify depending on how I cope.

My training begins on the 24th of February and I hear work begins on February 28. As I am currently at an internet cafe, I am hoping that within the next week I will have the internet set up in my apartment. My next post will most likely only be after that is done and quite possibly filled with a whole assortment of interesting facts I’ve garnered from the only English channel I have on TV here CCTV9; a channel notorious for its English edutainment meets 7:30 Report programme lineup and in-show dialogues.

Efficiency

A lot has happened since my last post which, I see, was only six days ago.

Firstly, this week has been a relatively quiet week at work as the students have been having their athletics carnival. In fact, right after posting my mug set completion post I went to work and had to sit in on the Tsinghua Experimental School’s Athletics Carnival Opening Ceremony. We were told to be there before it starts at 2:30pm, but in actual fact it didn’t start until after 3:30pm, so the wait in the now cold Shenzhen afternoon did little to improve my mood. I wasn’t really expecting much for the ceremony, well, that is to say, not much aside from the usual performance of large groups of people doing things in unison. When the ceremony started, it involved each group of students walking around the track, doing a skit or stunt when they were before the grandstand and then lining up in the central field.

This was going very well as many students did a little dance or something as they went past, but one of the groups were holding doves to release as they past the grandstand. This they did to the amazement of all in the grandstand, but unfortunately their flight was short lived as a majority of the birds fell to the ground after being released. The result was a group of 20 or so birds floundering around on the track as group after group past them being careful not to step on them. After two more groups passed, one of the organisers, seeing horror as the next group, the basketball and soccer league, bounced and kicked their balls along, decided it was time to clean up the doves and so he and a couple of his workmates quickly raced onto the track to pick up the doves and dump them in boxes. Needless to say, during this whole incident I and my colleagues were in stitches though we wondered what the fate of the doves were, perhaps the cafeteria got a hold of them.

That spectacle out of the way, the field gradually filled with all the students in all the groups and it wasn’t long before the flag-raising ceremony got underway. Everyone in the grandstand stood as the anthem played and the flag was hoisted up the pole. We also stood as the anthem suddenly cut out. After a few moments of silence, the electronics person ducked under the stage to investigate the equipment. My colleagues and I exchanged a few giggles as the electronics person reappeared to announce that the machine is broken and everyone should sit down. I was amazed they actually ‘cancelled’ the anthem instead of getting someone/everyone to sing it. Still, it was an interesting thing to behold and, all in all, I must say I was grateful to have been allowed to attend the ceremony. Its little experiences like these that make my time in China or in Shenzhen in particular, all the more worthwhile.

Anyhow, as I was saying, the students had their athletics carnival meaning they didn’t have many English classes in the following days. This meant that our work time was spent preparing decorations for Christmas both for our classrooms and for the language centre in general. As such, the atmosphere at work was very different, very relaxed and so the days felt quite productive.

The next major event to happen during this time was the decision of my laptop’s hard disk to stop booting. On Tuesday morning, after a few hours of defragging while at the same time playing video and downloading on bit torrent, my hard disk decided it was all too much and started clicking. Upon rebooting I discovered I in fact didn’t have a hard disk anymore meaning it was time to make the most of my warranty and get it fixed.

On Wednesday morning I went to Huaqiangbei in search of an ASUS shop which I found and they directed me to the laptop service centre. After asking many people for directions and going on a little adventure, I finally found the place and deposited my laptop there. I should note that all of this, save for the depositing of my laptop, I did in Chinese. At the shop, one of the other customers could speak some English and so she translated a few things to ensure the process would go smoothly. I was told the laptop would be ready by 6pm today although they were happy to look after it until tomorrow as I was unavailable that evening.

On Thursday morning I picked up my laptop, fixed although the HDD was replaced meaning it was empty and I had to reinstall everything from scratch. Also it means my Neverwinter Nights experience, which I had been enduring for quite some time, was abruptly terminated (right before the final battle I might add). I would like to have finished Neverwinter Nights, after all, I had been playing it for so long I wanted to be rewarded with its ending, but I can’t say that I am devastated by the prospect of finally playing something more fun. One of the first things I did after fixing my laptop was to install Fable, which I am now playing. It’s alright, but the system specs for the highest setting are exorbitant, far more so than HL2 ever was, so that has me a bit miffed. Fable’s main selling point seems to be that I can choose to be either good or evil, this strikes me as an unusual feature as, in everyday life, I am rarely if ever confronted with this choice. I was a little unhappy when I was fined 250 gold for destroying a barrel in the local town, apparently it was vandalism, but the difference between this game and real life is that in real life barrels don’t have red auras around them, while in Fable, it appears they and every other destructible object does. In future I will try to exercise restraint.

Lastly, as I have needed to reinstall everything onto my laptop from scratch again, this has meant my versions of a great many of my programs have been updated substantially. It is in fact through one of these updates that I am writing this post. One of the updates I acquired was a firefox add-on that incorporates my blog into firefox; I think the add-on is called Performancing. To elaborate, what happens now is that in the bottom right corner of my firefox browser is a tiny button which, when pushed, loads up a screen with two text windows, one for the title, one for the text while on the left and right are panels and buttons which enable the user to select where the post should be posted, which category, previous posts as well as a notes section (acts like a draft folder). Should this post appear on my blog as it does my browser, then that will be my recommendation of this plug-in.

Structural Changes

Since adopting the blog.txt theme, I have not mentioned anything about further structural changes or updates to my blog although there have been a few.

Firstly, I had to change the way comments can be posted as I was having major spam issues before. Well, not really major spam, just 20 or so arbitrary comments to one of my posts. So I silently deleted them and changed the comment settings so that now all comments from unique users have to be authorised first, though once authorised, any subsequent comments made by that user appear immediately.

Secondly, I have consulted Michael about implementing a system whereby I could write a story in the same way that I write a post on this blog, but instead it would not appear on the main page and each post would be presented in the reverse order (latest at the bottom). Unfortunately, after a short discussion, it seems such a system would be, while relatively simple to set up, far more cumbersome given the frequency at which I would use it. Perhaps if Wordpress implements such an option somewhere in their software thing I might undertake it, but otherwise I think it’s best to leave things as they are.

The collection is complete

Today has been a busy day for me as this morning I went shopping and among the things I bought were the remaining mugs in a mug set of which I bought one last month. Here is a photo of the mug I originally bought.

Reindeer Mug

Not terribly remarkable. I should’ve been more careful when I took the photo as the light of the flash seems to have obscured the N. The reason I bought this mug was that I wanted a mug I could use at work. I already have a mug which I use at home, although I only use it for drinking my multi-vitamin tablets as well as for ovaltine at night. There was a time about a month ago though during which I wanted to drink ovaltine at work and so I bought the mug for this purpose. Unfortunately the habit never really stuck and so this mug has been sitting idle on my counter bringing the total number of mugs in my apartment up to two, or perhaps three, I think there might be a third mug in one of my cupboards, though it hasn’t been cleaned for quite some time.

I should note now that when I took my mug to work, I showed my colleagues who seemed mildly amused by it. Granted, a giraffe standing on a farm with the label reindeer above it is not a terribly involved imaged, in fact it is quite subdued seeming only strange to someone who has enough attention to notice it. The one mug of ovaltine I did enjoy with this mug, my first, was quite enjoyable and got me into the habit of drinking it every night at home, although since then it has never again served that or any other function.

Back to my accomplishments of today, I have now completed my set of animal mugs. The four of them altogether cost me only 6.4RMB ($1.05AU) brings the total number of mugs in my apartment to either five or six, which, incidently, is roughly five or six times the number of occupants living in my apartment. 6.4RMB ($1.05AU) for four mugs is, pardon the pun, a bargain in anyone’s language. Here is a photo of my complete mug set.

My mug set.

Words fail to do justice to the sense of wholeness I feel at finally completing my animal themed mug set. This is so much so that it has prompted me to pursue an interior decoration theme for my next apartment consisting of a wide range of objects united in their complete absense of comprehension or simple mutilation of the English language. As such, I now feel new-found interest in scouring markets and department stores across Shenzhen for artifacts the likes of which the world is none less wiser being without.