They celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival in China to commemorate . . something. I think it was breaking free from the Mongol rulers. Anyway, we get a day off work and everyone goes out to dinner or gets together with family or both.
GP and I decided to go to the Renaissance (Marriott chain) which is near our house and where we've enjoyed Christmas and Thanksgiving dinners previously. It was a good choice as the food was great and it wasn't very busy.
During the meal, a family (mom, dad, both sets of grandparents and little girl) sat at the big table near us. I noticed the little girl had the ass-less pants on which are so popular for Chinese children. Yes, ass-less pants at a 5-start hotel for a holiday dinner. Such is China.
I remember thinking that I hope there isn't any sort of, um, scene developing from such clothing choices. I don't have anything against the ass-less pants except, I forgot to mention this, she wasn't wearing a diaper. Or underwear.
So, eh, doesn't bother me to know there's a bare ass around as I eat. I just hope nothing happens.
I know, the suspense is killing you.
As grandma took the little girl to the buffet, situated, luckily, on marble floor and not carpet as in the dining area, the girl squatted on the steps and made a puddle. Yes, in the buffet area of the 5-star, Marriott chain hotel.
Grandma was, somewhat surprisingly, taken aback and pointed out to the wait staff that they had a clean up on aisle one. The parents were slightly embarrassed and rushed the girl of to change her pants and PUT A DIAPER ON HER. If my Chinese were good enough, I would have asked why they waited until the horse had left the barn, so to speak. I was kind enough not to make GP interpret as she was embarrassed enough.
A waiter dabbed with a napkin and then the housekeeper came with a damp cloth to finish the cleanup. Luckily it was a "xu xu" and not "eng eng", so I didn't feel compelled to leave. Perhaps I should drop a note to Marriott's customer service line and compliment them on the rapid clean up.
Yesterday during my morning run (damn it was hot), I observed an older man (older than me), relieving his pressures, so to speak, near a bus stop. It wasn't a busy road and there was no bus on site, but it still amazes me how an adult could put his back to the sidewalk (thank jeebuz) and water the grass in broad daylight. I see this on average one to two times every week, often taxi drivers, sometimes ironically parked half a block from the public restroom.
Perhaps this is a sign of the low quality of the public restrooms that people do not want to use them. Perhaps the breeze feels really good. I'm not sure.
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