The past week was kind of crappy blog-wise.
It ended last night with me shooting my mouth off (apologies all around) while on a crash course with my first hangover of the year. It started seven days earlier on a Thursday night at TUN: not only did the place refuse to play the CD for the Jagermeister dance team, thus denying us the joys of their ballet of booze, but also the guitarist played a long self-indulgent set that included a nearly ten-minute rap about abolitionists (though he did come to the rescue of the Jager-ettes by creating an impromptu song that included a reference to Chuck Yeager).
In between was toaster-gate, coffee grinder-gate, a sub-par Valentine’s Day, and the disturbing experience of seeing a tazer in Sanlitun, followed by this story of a visiting businessman getting stun-gunned.
Also, I was among the six patrons at All-Star to watch the NBA all-star game. I ordered the RMB50 breakfast, noticed it came with no toast, and learned that two slices would cost an extra RMB24 (!). And at 12:57 PM, the staff told me I had to leave because the place would close between 1 PM and 5 PM.
Also, while I surfed the net at TUN, the unpleasant smell of burning plastic arose. I assumed it came from a full ashtray nearby. Nope. A few minutes later, my computer cord started to spark and blew a fuse in the place.
Also, my Cobb salad at The Rickshaw a few nights ago contained no avocado. NO AVOCADO!
Yeah, in the grand scheme of things most of this stuff doesn’t matter, but seriously… RMB24 for toast?










Well, it does sound bad. But if you want to blog about something that brings you mood up. There’s always Chocolate.
@ Kevin,
Yeah, it wasn’t all bad: Chocolate was fun as were the Summergate and French Wine Paradox tastings.
Cheers, boyce
it could be worse, you could have had CDE’s week…
Hang in there. TUN was also bad for me this week… had my blackberry swiped from my seat while I shot pool 5 feet away.
My bad for leaving it in plain view, though.
BeijingBoyce and the Terrible, Horrible, No-good, Very Bad Week. Did you end up with gum in your hair?
Perhaps it’s time to make up for it all with a good weekend?
Dude, I totally feel you. I work the overnights and have recently started to look forward to chilling at The Rickshaw late, late on Sundays so that I can get some decent grub and catch up on reading or writing. Imagine my shock when the waitress told me that I’d have to leave at 6:00am! Thats dinner time for me!
Is there a cafe in/near Sanlitun where I can chill out in the wee hours? I hate trekking all the way to WDK in the middle fo the night.
Ha, expat-hood is riddled with times like these.
@ b. cheng,
So true…
cheers, boyce
@ Charlie,
Yikes, your blackberry trumps my power chord. Hope you at least won the game!
Cheers, boyce
@ Sage,
No gum in my hair this week, but I did mention to get some in there during my Super Bowl pub crawl.
Cheers, boyce
@ Mike,
In Sanlitun? The Den? Though I’m not sure that’s the best spot for reading and writing. Isn’t Bellagio 24 hours as well? And a bit further on you have Goose & Duck…
Cheers, boyce
@ Pepper,
All I can say is that I’m happy that power chord was on the floor and not close to any vital parts.
Cheers, boyce
If you don’t mind spending an arm and a leg (78rmb!) for a Cobb salad, Element Fresh’s is the bomb… with avocado.