The Taipei Kid

Rants/raves + false childhood memories

Untied

We are laughing our heads off at the recent glut of ads and advertorials we’ve been seeing in the English media here that trumpet a certain American airline’s new direct service to San Francisco. Yes, we are so happy that an American airline is increasing its service from the island, because, you know, American airline are so famous for their quality and comfort these days. As if they somehow can compete with the likes of Singapore, EVA and Malaysia, better airlines which happen to also have direct flights to the U.S. from Taipei.

Champer Pot

Wow…we were really surprised to see that a certain business chamber had purchased a supplement in that English paper, especially since the one who calls the shots has in the past lashed out against the quality of said paper. Then why give them your money?

Shopping

McNaughty

Well, it looks like the McDonald’s restaurant by our house made the news recently. A middle-aged man was arrested for masturbating in the restaurant. They’ve got some really nice graphics of it. We wonder if this branch will become a tourist attraction now. Edit: Article is no longer up.

Relate to…

I can’t even type the word “feces” into a headline. Anyway, our spies are at it again, and this time they’ve found that the Taipei Zoo is having a huge exhibition about…animal poop!

The Horror

Oh, no, the shame and horror of Jamaican flags being made in Taiwan. I wonder how Taipei’s only Jamaican restaurant feels about that.
Please, can anyone tell me how Taiwan is able to print our flags in their country? Do they know the meaning of the black, green and gold?

Online Auctions

Once in a while I will sell some stuff on eBay. Usually textbooks and CDs that I don’t want, although once I did sell an Italian suit. My legs had gotten so fat, almost overnight, that I couldn’t fit in the slacks. It was liking trying to stick a pair of Taiwanese carrots in those long balloons clowns use. God, it was a beautiful suit. I wore it twice. One of the bidders was this couple who later came over to see it. (Question: Why was I letting strangers into my house to try on my clothes?) They gave me a sob story about how they were about to get married and needed it for their wedding and they had the money with them, although it wasn’t quite the current highest bid and would I consider just selling them the suit to them? Nice story, but sorry. Some lucky fellow in Taichung won the suit.

In my listings for stuff to sell in the US, I usually just tell them I will pay for seamail shipping, because I think surface is so underrated and I think we should celebrate it as much as possible before it falls off the face of the earth. I am surprised by the number of people who see “Taiwan” as the shipping point and then ask (and want proof) the textbook I am selling is not just a photocopy. Textbooks here are so much cheaper than the States, even with airmail shipping, you can still make a small profit selling to the States. Just enough to pay for your bus fare to the post office.

This sounds awful, but one thing I have learned is not to make some products such as CDs available in Taiwan, especially if it is a rare or special CD. A Taiwan bidder will snap it up quicker due to the time zone as the auction ends. American and European record collectors will bid and pay more. And that’s it for my small operation online auction tips.

Thank God Its Frozen

The people at Thank God Its Frozen, were being, um, interesting today. For starters they refused to substitute their disgusting lunch deal soup with a small salad unless I paid NTD 70. “But we’ve always done that,” we said. “But we have a new rule now,” they said. OK, a NEW RULE. OK, so forget the soup. Then they screw up on our order and after when it came time for the check, well…apparently they have these random customer satisfaction surveys that pop up sometimes when orders are rung. You fill out something online and then win an appetizer. Knowing that I was a very unsatisfied customer, one of the more senior waiters came over to my table, explained that the survey was a competition with other stores and actually begged me not to say anything bad about the restaurant in the survey, and especially about the woman who messed up our order. He actually asked me not to say anything negative in the survey.

Howdy

I sort of have my life back now, kind of, sort of, now that school is behind me. I’ll be checking into a luxury hotel this weekend to swim and regroup. Camping doesn’t do it for me. Not much to really report. The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of birthday parties, graduation stuff and restaurants, and of course an unforgettable weekend with Big Bad Ela. (Big Bad Ela and I are hooked, hooked I tell you, on the high speed rail, by the way.) The worst restaurant so far has been Dan Ryan’s. Good Lord that place is sliding. Take away the train set and there’d be nothing there. The best place, or the surprise winner, is the Indian restaurant in Hsinchu.  

Poagao has an interesting post on foreigners not saying hi to foreigners on the street. Recently there has been this bald, older white man who has passed me many times on the sidewalk right outside my house. Last night he passed me twice and just gave me a dirty look each time I smiled at him. Maybe he knows I live a life of sin.

Neat

In celebration of the National Chiaotung University graduating class of 2007, I bring you “Fascinated” by Company B.