My name is Mirna and I am, you guessed it, a very tall Croatian girl that just moved to Hong Kong. This is my attempt to share the amazement, wonder and pure bewilderment I experience in every day life.
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We are in a lift going home after dinner, giggling. Doors close, then open again, a men comes in, mumbles something
HIM: Sorry, sorry…
ME: Mouh man tai (Canto: “no problem”).
He turns around and his wife and a kid get in. I can tell they are not from HK - uh-oh!
HIM: We are Japanese. I don’t know Cantonese…
ME: I’m soooo sorry.
HIM: Where are you from?
ME: We are from Croatia…
That seemed to make him happy.
HIS WIFE (laughs nervously): I’m sorry - he is drunk.
And “DING-DING!” they get out on the 41st floor.
We get out of the lift trying to figure our what just went on. The options are
a) He was drunk.
b) He *really* is Japanese.
c) We are drunk.
I would put my money on all of the above. :-)