Monthly Archives: December 2012

Beijing Dumplings

剛剛到了對面街的王府吃餃子麵。雖然是第一次去,但當進去之後聽到四方八面傳來的普通話,我就知道應該沒錯。由於我就自己一個,所以不斷都有人搭檯。開頭有三個西裝普通男我完全聽不懂,之後很快便換了另外一男兩女。男的點菜的時候很豪爽,可能也沒怎麼看餐牌,其後女的看到單上只有價錢,便問點了些甚麼。男的忘了哪個是甚麼價錢,所以詢問在附近的老闆娘。搞清楚後男的很快便轉話題問老闆娘,”你那個是北京口音吧?” 他們随即開始談自己是否北京人這個話題。女的說其實他們三個都不是(百分之百的)北京人,換來老闆娘一句 “不是北京人不要緊,都可以是北京口音,不是北京口音也不要緊,都是中國人就行!” (然後他們偷看隔檯的老外。。。)我心想,老闆娘看的好宏觀喔 (汗)

他們繼續談,我繼續偷聽。三個都有北京的戶口,卻對北京有很不同的看法。一個女的說她很討厭北京,怎麼都不會回去。幾翻追問後才知道她是因為從雲南移居到北京上高中,從好學生變了中游而且沒有去過學校以外的地方,所以覺得一再踏足北京壓力就會回來。另外那個女的說,她比較喜歡以前的北京,因為現在的太過現代化了; 而且,找男人都不要在北京找,因為他們只會說不會做。至於那個男的就覺得北京好上海更好,空氣氣候等比香港好,玩的也比香港的好玩十倍。說到這,他們就開始談論其他朋友們在哪裡(深圳?)和各自公司的事(甚麼credit sales, IP…)。 我聽不明白了,卻在想: 究竟現在剛投入工作的內地人,他們比我們有更多的選擇嗎?而同時我們香港輸進內地,輸出外國的也多不勝數。究竟一個人出生長大的地方對那個人有什麼引力?是什麼驅使人出走?有什麼能讓人留下?

ps 北京口音令本身已經挺好吃的餃子麵變得更有風味

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hmm… yesterday was the opening of our new office at wellington st.

at the opening, i found myself wondering around, without anyone to talk to. i guess i figured that no one would be interested in talking to me. but is that true? perhaps. what’s definitely true is that i still consider myself different from the 30-sth and 40-sth, but that really should not be my mindset.  anyway it was a relief when nancy asked me to be in charge of the camera (probably after she saw me wondering around with nothing to do). and to be fair, i couldn’t very much stand there and talk to someone for long because nancy was always calling me to get the door, get more food etc etc

the surprise (for me) is that i found that i didn’t mind wiping the floor, cleaning after people and taking the coats. perhaps i have finally become humbled by the year of working in luxury retail in a 2-person company, where i am always going to be the ah 4 when the situation arises.

anyway.