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Funny complaints
Saturday, 18 October 2025 20:26These complaints are really... random thoughts, but funny. Not to be taken seriously.
1. Yoga
So I've been pretty diligent with Yoga lately. I go regularly every Sunday for a double class of either Chair Yoga or Stick Yoga (these alternate weekly) and Wall Rope Yoga. When I can fit in the time, I go for one other Yoga class during the work week, can be hip opening, yoga balance, or some kind of gentle stretch.
The masters or the yogis would be saying things like, "hold for 5 breaths". Ok. Five breaths. But then he's talking in between! And correcting people's postures and saying stuff! "Five............. arms straight, use your core................ four................... (inexplicably long time which could have counted down to two by then)............ three.............................................. goes correcting someone again and it should be another two breaths by then................. two................................... (walks away to tell the receptionist something) ....... one..........
I mean.... when he says to hold the pose I tend to hold my breath too, but the "5 breaths" and it actually being like "15 breaths" is...... argh!
2. Pottery
I'm taking a short break from my planter animals and doing something else to use up some of my other color glaze, but a lady asked me to make a dog for her brother, which i did. She wanted to pay me, I said no, because I wasn't actually happy with it. Today, I was thinking to save some parking money and decided not to use my car at all, because I planned to go to pottery in the morning and china in the afternoon and parking fees would be crazy, so I left the car home and went by bus. The lady, today of all days, gave me a large bag of pasta from Italy, as thanks for the dog. I had to take it, but I was without a car today. So I lugged that bag of pasta to China and bag.
3. Manicure
Got my nails done since next week I'll be in Taipei for my half marathon (so not prepared for that lol). I chose a nice dark color that kind of shines and turns blue-ish in certain lighting (think like a "cats' eye" color). She even comments it's a higher price ("it's a new colour!") Well, first the lady gouges my cuticles and then when she's filing something she scraps on my nail bed then i actually bleed. And then, when she put the colour, I noticed it was more purple than blue and voiced it out. I was pretty nice already and although i did yelp the few times she hurt me, but i didn't say anything nor complaining, but with the colour i thought i had to say something. She says "oh, it's the same colour but the sample board has a black base underneath, that's why it looks blue there and purple green here." Honestly, I thought it was just bullcrap but didn't complain. She did charge a little less than the marked price but I don't know if it's for the missed base colour or for causing a bloodbath. The next time I'm going there and when it's another lady, I'll ask for the exact same colour (as on the board) and just ask innocently, "so do i need a black base first?"
4. New office location
So now with my new office location I have a few cubicle neighbours. THE TIME HAS COME. Oh boy. They are mostly alumni from my university. ALL YOUNGER THAN ME by 10 years at least. One of them called me OG. I feel old now. I'm officially an "Old Seafood" (老屎窟 ---- 老 = "old" ---- 屎窟 sounds like "seafood", but it means ass/butt, so, literally, old ass or old geezer) in the room for now (not counting the big bosses)
5. Chinese class
I'm now in the level they call "pre-advance", but it's not anymore the original teacher we had. That was like, the best teacher ever, even better than my then Japanese teacher in university. This semester though, we got 2 of the previously TAs with that teacher, and it's like, I don't know, so poorly prepared. They expect us to use vocabs that weren't taught yet. They expect us to know Chinese idioms. I know because I know Cantonese, but the other students that are mostly foreign don't. And we used to have weekly assignments, written assignments, recording assignments. We're half a semester over, and we've just done 2 assignments. What?
(people are gonna say I'm complaining when life is good)
Anyway, time for the nightly dog walk. Frankie awaits.
1. Yoga
So I've been pretty diligent with Yoga lately. I go regularly every Sunday for a double class of either Chair Yoga or Stick Yoga (these alternate weekly) and Wall Rope Yoga. When I can fit in the time, I go for one other Yoga class during the work week, can be hip opening, yoga balance, or some kind of gentle stretch.
The masters or the yogis would be saying things like, "hold for 5 breaths". Ok. Five breaths. But then he's talking in between! And correcting people's postures and saying stuff! "Five............. arms straight, use your core................ four................... (inexplicably long time which could have counted down to two by then)............ three.............................................. goes correcting someone again and it should be another two breaths by then................. two................................... (walks away to tell the receptionist something) ....... one..........
I mean.... when he says to hold the pose I tend to hold my breath too, but the "5 breaths" and it actually being like "15 breaths" is...... argh!
2. Pottery
I'm taking a short break from my planter animals and doing something else to use up some of my other color glaze, but a lady asked me to make a dog for her brother, which i did. She wanted to pay me, I said no, because I wasn't actually happy with it. Today, I was thinking to save some parking money and decided not to use my car at all, because I planned to go to pottery in the morning and china in the afternoon and parking fees would be crazy, so I left the car home and went by bus. The lady, today of all days, gave me a large bag of pasta from Italy, as thanks for the dog. I had to take it, but I was without a car today. So I lugged that bag of pasta to China and bag.
3. Manicure
Got my nails done since next week I'll be in Taipei for my half marathon (so not prepared for that lol). I chose a nice dark color that kind of shines and turns blue-ish in certain lighting (think like a "cats' eye" color). She even comments it's a higher price ("it's a new colour!") Well, first the lady gouges my cuticles and then when she's filing something she scraps on my nail bed then i actually bleed. And then, when she put the colour, I noticed it was more purple than blue and voiced it out. I was pretty nice already and although i did yelp the few times she hurt me, but i didn't say anything nor complaining, but with the colour i thought i had to say something. She says "oh, it's the same colour but the sample board has a black base underneath, that's why it looks blue there and purple green here." Honestly, I thought it was just bullcrap but didn't complain. She did charge a little less than the marked price but I don't know if it's for the missed base colour or for causing a bloodbath. The next time I'm going there and when it's another lady, I'll ask for the exact same colour (as on the board) and just ask innocently, "so do i need a black base first?"
4. New office location
So now with my new office location I have a few cubicle neighbours. THE TIME HAS COME. Oh boy. They are mostly alumni from my university. ALL YOUNGER THAN ME by 10 years at least. One of them called me OG. I feel old now. I'm officially an "Old Seafood" (老屎窟 ---- 老 = "old" ---- 屎窟 sounds like "seafood", but it means ass/butt, so, literally, old ass or old geezer) in the room for now (not counting the big bosses)
5. Chinese class
I'm now in the level they call "pre-advance", but it's not anymore the original teacher we had. That was like, the best teacher ever, even better than my then Japanese teacher in university. This semester though, we got 2 of the previously TAs with that teacher, and it's like, I don't know, so poorly prepared. They expect us to use vocabs that weren't taught yet. They expect us to know Chinese idioms. I know because I know Cantonese, but the other students that are mostly foreign don't. And we used to have weekly assignments, written assignments, recording assignments. We're half a semester over, and we've just done 2 assignments. What?
(people are gonna say I'm complaining when life is good)
Anyway, time for the nightly dog walk. Frankie awaits.
