…because not all of us have our Peking ducks in a row
I’m a Chinese Canadian business owner who had been working and living in China – HK – Taiwan – US since 2004 till very recently. These posts represent only a slice of what I’ve encountered in China. I also have aging Chinese parents, and we’re in a race to see who sends whom to our respective graves first. (They might have a head start, but I’ve already got one foot in.)
For the record: this isn’t a race I’d like to win.
By day I’m trying to reconcile my Chinese and Western upbringing and values; by night I’m pretty much the same thing, except the alcohol makes me less baffled. Sometimes I also participate in disastrous dating. The alcohol helps with this, too.
I’ve got enough material to blog and to tour countries with a stand-up comedy routine about westernized Chinese, living in China, dealing with aging Chinese parents and sarcastic dating; however, most non-Chinese people wouldn’t pay the big bucks to go see a Chinese Canadian rant about China and most Chinese people will think I’m being racist or selling out “my people”. So, you guys are stuck with this blog – for better for worse.
BTW, in case you’re wondering, this is not a picture of MY legs (my legs are much daintier, thank you very much). This is a picture of my Accounting Manager’s legs taken at a sushi restaurant in China, although that has no relevance to this picture. She wouldn’t let me take a picture of the upper half of her body, so to get back at her I took this picture and am posting it for the whole world to see.
It’s OK, I pay her a lot to put up with my abuse.
I welcome all comments and criticisms. Writing is much more fun than what I do to make a living – which I’m still trying to figure out what the hell it really is.
Any questions or comments – firstname.lastname@example.org.