Flaming French Frogs on Friday night.
Well, today was a crap day. Classes went fine but I got word from the Travel Agency that the person in charge of my issue was out on a business vacation until Tuesday. They are just trying to prolonge the inevitable. I will have my justification no matter what.
I aslo got my translation of the gung fu classes that I had been waiting for. Apparently someone found a somewhere to practice. I received the fax and I was extremely pissed. The location of the place was ShiQi. WTF. They know I live in Xiaolan and they know I can't possibly make it to this place. What was the point of telling me they found a place 1.5 weeks ago getting my hopes up and then translating it when the place is 45 minutes away from 8-10pm and I have no car. And I dont have 1000RMB per month to pay for 6 hours a week. That is basically $124US per month. I wouldnt even pay that in the States. At least not where I am from. The guy was able to pull this because he claims to be a master in a lineage coming from Wong Fei Hung and a few other famous gung fu masters of old.
So, being frustrated from this and just all around chinese crap. I got angry and lashed out on somebody via email that didnt deserve it. I felt terrible afterwards and apologized profusely. I felt completely crappy. Really bad.
The gang was getting together as usual on Fridays. We met up at the beer gardens. There was me, Suzannah, Sean, John, Nadine, and Jolleen. John said that the french contingent here in Xiaolan was going to be joining us, his friend Antoine. I was like, kool.
I found out that Nadine needs to get a sinus operation. Apparently they are infected and causing massive problems. She will not stay here in China for the operation. She needs to go elsewhere. Either Hong Kong or maybe Shanghai. She doesnt know yet. She wants someone who speaks english though. She doesnt know whether she will come back or not. Throughout the rest of the night though, she went from bad to worse. She decided to drink while she was on meds. Now, I didnt realize that she had any meds inher system and she was not drinking alot. But she got mean. Apparently after she left Cowboy later with Suzannah...she got real mean. Started to get up all in Suzannah's face. Yelling at her and stuff. Crazy.
But back to the Beer Gardens. Antoine, whos like 6 foot 5 inches, showed up and mentioned that he was meeting up with some other friends at the Weclome Bar later on. So he told us to join him. And it also turned out that tonite was the nite that all the French people in town were having a competition to see how "gay" they can be. Damn. It was pretty funny. After the Weclome Bar, we went with Antoine and his chinese girlfriend (he speaks some mandarin) to Cowboy bar where we met the rest of his clan. And they were totally gay. Thing was, I didnt realize that there was a competition going on...so I said to Gene(a Korean American - friends with John...he's working here in Xiaolan for an American company), "Is it just me or are the French really gay?" He said...totally dude...but its a contest. OOOOOOH. That would make sense...figuring they are being very flamboyant on the dance floor with one another try to out do each other. The security guards had the look of fear in their eyes.
Now, go back again to the Weclome bar. There was this chinese dude that was hitting onme the whole time I was there. Talking to me, giving me sugarwater so I dont have a hang over, and offering me free massages n such (he works at a place, he didn't give me one there). The gang was seeing this and they couldn't help but laugh. So, I got up to go to the bathroom. And he felt he should show me where it was...um...dude...I can find the bathroom. But that didn't stop him. He followed. As I went into the stall to use the hole in the floor...he followed. I was like, "DUDE!!! GET OUT!!" He walked to the side of the hole and was motioning me to come and join him. I was like, "DUDE!! I ain't gonna play swords with you! Get out! I can't go while you are in here with me!" So after a few moments he put whatever he had away and left. I proceeded to relieve myself. I then went over to Suzannah and told her to protect me...there is a gay chinese chasing me! She tried, but this guy was persistent.
Thats when the gang was like, "Ok, lets go to Cowboy." I was like, THANK GOD! LETS GET OUT OF HERE!
There we are a bunch of British and American foreign teachers walking down an alley with a frenchman pretending to be gay while a real gay chinese man wouldnt leave me alone. Thats right he left with us...UGH! Now, in chinese culture, chinese guys are close..they like to walk with arms around each others shoulders or a hand on the shoulder. So...this dude was trying...thats right, he was trying, to put his arm around my should and he was also trying to hold my hand. I wasn't letting him. GO AWAY, DUDE! Unfortunately he doesn't understand English and I dont know enough chinese to tell him to go away. We got to the end of the alley and thankfully he had to go back to the bar because he was either a manager or something. He worked at the bar, so he left us. Ugh. He was creeping me out. That bathroom thing. AAAAAAH!
After that interesting night. I headed home. Nothing else happened. I still felt bad about the email thing though.