First of all, yes, I know I suck.
Second of all, Uh, I’m not some sandal wearing hippie dude, and I was never a mail clerk, dipplepoops. I had a real job in Manhattan, and, REAL JOBS IN OFFICES SUCK! (in my opinion)…am I not entitled to an opinion…and, are there no unattractive foreigners walking around Taipei? Blehh.
And, also, I haven’t found acceptance here, nor will I. It’s impossible, I’m white.
But, I will say, the lifestyle of studying Chinese all day and teaching at night is very attractive, and lucrative…oh, and my apartment is NICE AS HELL…
I also want to say what I said a long time ago, I think the most pitiful people in the world are people who think that their job, car, house, and other worldly possesions tell them who they are. I really couldn’t give less of a flying f0ck who’s got the “good” job and who doesn’t…listen my enlightened ones, were all gonna die, pretty soon, and then, what are you gonna do with your car? Your house? Your bank account? How completely boring to compare people by what they have instead of their knowledge or artistry…I personally have absolutely no feeling when someone tells me about their great office job…I just think to myself, “your job sucks because you’re in business”…it’s that simple. Case closed…
You wanna know who I respect? My uncle. He used to make big bucks designing rocket engines for NASA, but a few years ago he gave it up to head the home building project started by Jimmy Carter in the '80s that builds houses for people who are too poor to afford them. That’s my definition of a person who has a cool job. Because it’s not belching out some sales poo-poo or rearranging your toupee while you tug at your freshly-pressed shirt collar as the boss gives you a Friday deadline to meet.
What else, oh Non-teacher is really funny when he/she’s pissed. Now go get lost in Shi Men Ding at 1:30am…ooooooooo…I…suck!!!