Interesting/painful conversation overheard at a Starbuck's cafe.
Western man (with a high pitched voice) and a western girl meet, obviously for a job-interview-purpose (even though the choice of venue is a bit odd):
Man: Lovely to see you again.
Girl: Hi, nice to meet you too.
Man: I have to say I prefer the way you dress today compared to last time. These clothes are so much better on you!
Girl: Oh, really? well.. thanks?!
Man: Yeah. Last time you looked all business. But today you look more hippie-travelling girl. I like that. I like that a lot.
Girl: OK... well.. good.
Man: You know, too many uptight people here. I love the hippie travelling girl. I love the hippie- travelling lifestyle.
Girl: Oh... so you have done a lot of travelling? (I could tell on her voice she was keen to move away from discussing her clothing style)
Man: Me?! Well yeah! You know, I have been here for a long time. a LOOOONG TIME! Like... really long.
Girl: How long?
Man. FIVE years. Like. Five whole years.
Girl: Yeah, that's a long time. Have you travelled much?
Man: OF course. Thailand. I love the beach. LOVE THE BEACH. And then Japan. I really like Japan. REALLY like it.
Girl: Anywhere else?
Man: So you're interested in this position....
(start talking about the position which has something to do with sales and marketing and then goes onto talking about HR managers and contacts? In fact, I am not too sure. Even though many of you will find it hard to believe -I tried not to listen in too much).
Man: So do you have many HR contacts here?
Girl: A few.
Man: Well, I have my own system. My secret system. In there I have one thousand of HR managers listed, only in Suzhou.
Girl: One thousand?
Man: Eh... no. Actually... I think I have more like... two... no.. THREE THOUSANDS of HR managers in my system.
Girl: That's a lot.
Man: Yeah. And you know what? I don't enjoy meeting all of them. In fact. I HATE meeting all of them. I hate meeting people that I don't want to talk to. And most people I don't want to talk to. But that's my job. I have to do what I have to do.
Man: So how is your Chinese? Obviously, since I have lived here for five years, I am....
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At this point I couldn't take it anymore but turned on my iPod. This foreign man just happens to be the most loud and obnoxious man that I always tends to bump into, and if he sits somewhere near you at Starbucks, the chances of you hearing every single word of his conversations/ phone calls/ interviews/ business meetings are quite high. Because he is S O L O U D !
Although yesterday I sort of didn't mind it. It was kind of entertaining. Especially him telling the girl she looked like a hippie-travelling girl?! Oh lord. I almost felt like jumping in and saving her!