Viet Style.

Chuc Mung Nam Moi!

I’m heading back to school on Sunday, and my parents just invested in a baby grand piano. Had to test it out before I leave. Here’s Chopin’s Prelude in B Minor and a snippet of Kiss the Rain by Yiruma.

Self critique before someone else does:
-Nails are too long
-Hands therefore are flat
-Melody is being drowned

In other news, my camera has surprisingly great video quality.

About the company: Mary & CO. was founded in 1991, originally headquartered in Omaha, NE but moved its headquarters to NYC, NY in 2009. The company prides itself on adapting quickly to the changing environment and meeting customer and employee needs. Mary & CO. gained notoriety through its straightforward analysese, no filler, no fluff, no games. Mary & CO. is also noted for its beautiful presentation and skilled performance. Mary & CO. is a well respected company with many potential clients and is always seeking the best employees. Mary & CO. is now hiring full-time for a boyfriend position.

As a boyfriend of Mary & CO., you will be required to directly assist the CEO. You are required to have an oral, manual, or physical presentation at least once a day.  You may be required to work in extremely stressful and emotional situations. You must always demonstrate your conversational skills, as meals are commonly shared.  You must also be comfortable with intimacy.  Required commitment is minimum ten hours a week. Occasional manual labor.

Qualified individuals possess:

• Good communication skills
• General understanding of technology and social media: computers, cell phones, etc
• Good oral skills
• Good memory of important dates and locations
• Obtained or expected bachelor’s degree in one of the following: pre-med, engineering, or pre-law; pharmacy and pre-dent also acceptable
• Initiative and self starting attitude

Workaholics are encouraged.

Disclaimer: I’m going through formal campus recruiting right now, and this idea came to mind. Also all innuendos are purposefully placed. 

Everyone turns to some materialism when they’re down and out. For some, it’s food. For some, it’s chocolate, ice cream. Some go on a shopping spree.

What do I do? I buy lingerie. I drop so much money on lingerie when I’m sad, about anything. When my boyfriend broke up with me two summers ago, I bought so many new bras over that summer, I completely replaced my already existing collection. When I was upset about the situation that the most recent guy and I was in, I immediately spent well over a hundred dollars on one bra and panty set. Bad grade? Where’s the nearest Vicky’s? When I’m upset, I have no reasoning. Everything is justified when I’m upset, so all that money spent is money well wasted. Why? Because even though my life sucks, at least I know that I’m still sexy.

I can tell you exactly what instance made me buy each bra.

You know, Xanga always goes through phases. Every once in a while it’s the Asian girls want to look like White girls thing. It’s always the curvy/fat vs. skinny/anorexic theme. And right now, what I see, is the tipping thing.

Yep the tipping thing. It annoys the shit out of me that people expect to get tipped. I leave a general comment about how I don’t understand service workers’ entitlement to their tips, and that from what I know tipping doesn’t exist much elsewhere. All of Asia doesn’t tip. Australia doesn’t tip. And anywhere that does tip, it’s not expected and as generous of an amount as the United States. Well anyway, this bitch responds to my comment saying, “how so very ignorant of you.” Really? How is that even ignorant? From what I understand, tips are a special thank you. That’s why you get to denote how much tip you offer people. You get to decide how much they deserve.

I don’t work in the service industry because I hate people, but this is my general understanding of it. Food service workers tend to get really low hourly wages, but it’s not called minimum wage for nothing. You are supposed to be compensated for whatever you are short of minimum wage. I tip averagely (15%) because most service is average. If you do a good job, I’ll bump it up. If you don’t, don’t expect much in your pocket. I tip my hairdresser only if they listen well to what I want done with my hair and they perform.

That’s the thing about America. People expect much more than they deserve and get this sense of entitlement to everything. It’s so annoying. I wish I could move back to Shanghai.