In the car today on my way to the Dr’s office for a follow up appointment, we were stopped in traffic right in front of the Armored Car service truck in a money run. Not sure if this company, which seems to be the only one in town, is operated by the State, but they’re everywhere what looks like collecting and replenishing cash at ATMs, transit machines and stores alike. They always travel in packs once they exit the truck in no less than 3 or 4 armed guards. Now, this may not sound like a big deal – especially the States as guns are commonplace with public safety personnel. Here in China, it’s quite the opposite. The Cops don’t carrying guns. I believe they tote Stun guns with electric shock. That’s about it. I remember a while ago when I was coming out of a subway exit and in rush a pack of these dudes, 3 carrying ultra-sawed off shotguns wearing bulletproof vests and military-like helmets. Looking further at them, they look like kids with helmets a couple sizes too big for them. The scariest thing is how they hold the rifles. They hold them having the
“business end” pointing upwards and an angle in front of their cheat with their finger wrapped around the trigger. Maybe it’s just me me, but I was always under the impression that the safer way to hold it is by pointing barrel down – it also facilitates faster firing this way as well and most importantly having the index finger off the trigger pointing straight beside and across the trigger housing to prevent accidental “finger tension”. So, whenever I see these guys too close for comfort, I’ll try to stay very clear of those hot barrels. Someone told me a while ago that the rifles were empty. I doubt it, but I sure don’t want to test this theory. Not long ago, another person said that they use rubber bullets. Although they’re probably powerful enough to put you down on the ground and may give you some serious welts , I still don’t want a chance accident … They may put out an eye out with those things!
Having fasted for a blood test, I was starving and couldn’t wait to wolf down any kind of food. Not far from the clinic is a little shopping center and I figured
the quickest was maidanlao. Not my favorite thing to eat, but I was more interested in wolfing something down, so I went for it. I find it funny that Mickey Ds has a Chinese name. As I always like to try and order things in Chinese, I thought I’d try my trusty Chinese- English dictionary on my iPhone to see if it would have a name in Chinese … It did! I said it and it worked! Crazy.
So, on my way back from bike ride, I am following someone into our building – she was just rounding the corner towards the elevators and see her neck croon straight upwards towards the ceiling … even though it happens all so quickly, I just knew what she was looking at – the Yao O’the Ming’ster. I almost ram my bike into him (I think he would’ve damaged it if I’d hit him). I always smile and say, “s’up Ming” with an Oaktown nod of my head. getta’ “hey” back. I notice that most just stare at him. Poor dude … he must get that a lot. In the beginning, I think he was always a bit shocked to hear English from me as I used to get a surprised look from him, but nowadays, a grin and hey is what I get. One thing I feel a bit strange about is asking if he’d pose for a photo with me, wanting to stave rejection.