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One of my colleagues cheered me up no end today — not that I was particularly grumpy, aside from the usual headache the kids at the summer school give me, but he gave me an extra boost in his attempt to make a phone call.
He sat down at his desk, picked up the phone and dialled a number. Just as he finished dialling, one of the other phones in the office started to ring. We were the only two in there, and since I’m not paid to answer the phones [and, moreover, my Chinese isn’t really up to dealing with course enquiries], he put down his phone, dashed over to the other one and answered it. But he was too late: the person had hung up.
So back he went and resumed his call. Except the same thing happened: just as he finished dialling, the other phone rang. So, as before, he stopped what he was doing and went to answer the incoming call.
I’m sure you’ve all guessed what was going on, but apparently he hadn’t, so as he scooted on over to the other phone again I felt I had to ask him, nice and innocently if, by any chance, it was he who was calling that other phone. I wish I’d let him do it a few more times without saying anything, just to see how many it took for him to cotton on.
In: China / Teaching in China / My second Suzhou school
2007 / 07 / 18 – 16:09
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