Saturday, September 06, 2008

Greetings from Singapore - and yet another Tea Lady rant

So - I have moved to Singapore - yet another city/state country that I now call home. If I could describe Singapore in one word it would be... idyllic. Truly. Sort of a utopian existance to raise kids and dogs. A veritable Discovery Bay on super strength steroids. People say Singapore doesn't have the buzz of Hong Kong. My answer to that is... who cares. I lived in a city with buzz (LA) and it was too tiring for me. Same as Hong Kong - maybe I am just too slow of a walker to keep up with the pace of these fast cities. So, at this point, I am not into the clubs, I am barely into the bars. So if the closest I get to a buzz is my company issued green tea in the morning then so be it.

Speaking of tea, I really loathe the tea lady in the office. Perhaps I have bad tea lady karma? She is a total wench when she is cleaning the toilet, just really despicably inhospitable. The other day the water went out (ahem - the glamorous life of a temporary construction compound) and there was a communal bucket placed in the restroom with a typed sign that read "For Washing Hands." No separate mechanism to neutrally pour the water over your hands. Just a bucket to swish around in. Are you kidding me? How freakin' gross is that?

So I went outside where there is a communal sink and I used a pitcher filled with water to wash my hands. And wenchy tea lady lectures me that this pitcher water is for drinking. I sassily retort that I am NOT washing my hands in a communal bucket. Blah - who would?

I made a comment today that people in Singapore are collectively less cordial than they are in Hong Kong. But I don't care. I still love it here - despite the wenchy tea ladies.