Cunning Linguist, Master Debater

I have never quite had the chance to talk about how much I enjoy my work sometimes.  In our line of business, in a country like China, we get the opportunity to work with all types of organizations and people.  In the various industries that we deal with, there is so much to learn.  Today, I wrote a small speech for the GM of a watch brand set to go on a roadshow to cities across China.  Kickass!

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Time.  It is reflected on the face of every timepiece that humankind has ever created.

Passion.  It is at the heart of every devoted watchmaker or cabinotier.

Soul.  It is the result of Vacheron Constantin’s passion for creating exceptional timepieces for our admirers and our customers.

Devotion, dedication, commitment.  It is the cause of everyone in our organization, all that you see that has culminated at this exhibition today.
 
Dear distinguished guests and friends from the media,

Thank you for taking the time to come.  We are very happy that you could join us today for Vacheron Constantin’s Exhibition.  Our theme this year is titled “Entering a New Era” poetically termed to reflect Vacheron Constantin’s long history and our continued commitment to create and innovate every moment as we enter new markets and touch the emotions of new people around the world.

Throughout the day you will be provided with the opportunity to view watches from our various collections.  From our early antiques to the most recent range of watches in our collection.  Although they may vary in look and style, the common thread that these watches possess is our commitment to excellence and artistic fervor.

Established in 1755, Vacheron Constantin is the oldest watch manufacturing company in uninterrupted activity since its inception.  With this exhibition, Vacheron Constantin is bringing some of the masterpieces from the early ages to China and showcases them to a nation with the same proud traditions and long history.

Built to last generations, so that they can be passed down from one to the next, these time pieces are a result of years of research and months of technical ingenuity.  Every hour, every minute and every second that goes into the construction of our watches is done carefully and meticulously.

Time is important to everyone, and we thank you for taking the time to come.  Thank you for joining us on this monumental occasion and giving us the opportunity to share our passions with you.

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Lay to Waste

Is the state that this blog is in.  I think it is the curse of the purchased Xanga.  I suddenly have no time to write!  I'll need to figure out a way to sneak a couple hours in at work...

Something Sad

I just picked up a new book to read.  It is quite incredible.  I do not recommend it to anyone under 26 years old, since as I read and reflect on the content of the book, I realize that reading it two years ago, it would have made no sense to me.  This book is definitely one you should read at around 26 or 27.

I was at the hospital the other day, my friend, she couldn't walk because she had incredible pain around her feet and up her legs.  Us expats here don't really have family in Shanghai, so if anything drastic happens where you would normally call your mom or dad, sister or brother, you end up calling a good and capable friend (if you're lucky to have one that can drop everything for you).

The first time I've ever ridden in an ambulance in my life was this time.  I suppose I should be thankful, as riding in ambulances shouldn't be something a person looks forward to.  As I dashed out of my apartment to pick my friend up, I was clueless as to what I needed to do.  Called all the locals that I knew.  If you are ever in China and need an ambulance, you dial 120 on the phone, the lady that picks up on the other end cannot speak English, but is a warm hearted and caring woman.  The ambulance took 10 minutes to get to where I had to go.  Things worked out in the end, she's over 40 and as her body changes, a lot of other things need to be done to maintain it.  She had low calcium levels, which I am told is very dangerous for a woman as she gets older.  I'm glad she's ok.

It reminded me of another time at the hospital in Shanghai.  I went because a friend of mine was feeling the flu coming on and wanted to get her shots just in case.  The doctors hooked her up to an IV and sat us in a room with others hooked up on IV.  There was a young boy there, about 10 years old I'd say.  He wasn't crying aloud or anything, I would say it was more of a whimper, or maybe soft crying, sniffling.  You could tell he had no strength to cry.  The mom would just put his head against her body and gently pat him.  At that moment, going through my head, was an unmatched disbelief at how helpless this young boy's mom must had felt.  I could only imagine myself with my kid, how heartbroken I'd be, seeing my kid in so much pain, and me being completely helpless at easing his or her pain.  And then I think of the times I had a cough, or was sick in bed and wonder what my mom must have felt.  This type of helplessness is one of the worst in the world.  You have all the strength in the world, but all you can do is be there for the little boy and pray with all your might that the pain quickly passes.