Linguistic incompetence

October 13th, 2008

Today I went to the post office and with the help of six people, including Andrew and LiYan, mailed off my taxes.  Being global means filing your tax returns for Japan, the UK, the US, and two states from Shanghai.

To celebrate in a minor way (the major celebration will come when we drink the Dragon Juice), we tried to order a pizza, but couldn’t get past the automated phone menu.  In a country where perhaps the cheapest thing is human labor, I had to walk down to the pizza place to place my order and carry it home myself.

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