...because they're not Chinese men.
One summer camp a few years ago I was teaching a group of high school aged kids, 15 - 19 y.o. and I was having a great time with them. Took some of them hiking, did some sightseeing with a couple of them, etc.
Last few days of the camp coincided with my birthday and my boss wanted to take me and the other teachers to KTV, which would be nice for me and double as a teacher party, and that's cool. A couple of the kids in my fun class, the one's I'd taken hiking and whatnot, they wanted to come to my KTV party and after talking to my boss, she agreed that the whole class could come, and that was very generous of her.
I announced the KTV party to the whole class and said details about the exact time and directions would be coming when I found out. Later that day, started getting a bad vibe from some of the kids. Next day I told them the details because it was a day after the camp finished, but most of them would still be there for a kind of free, do as you like day. Seemed like only the two girls who'd initially wanted to go to the KTV party were interested in the details. "Fine with me," I thought. "Come if you like, or whatever," I figured.
Next day was the KTV party and I got a call from the youngest girl in the class. Very tough
to figure out what she was trying to tell me, not because of the language, but she was obviously confused about what she was saying. Something about the oldest student, a boy named Jerry (can't recall his actual English name), whose English was excellent, relaying a message to her.
Me: "Why don't you put Jerry on the phone?"
Girl student: "He can't."
Me: "Why not? Isn't he right there?"
Girl student: "Yes, but he says he can't."
Me: "Ok, whatever, what are you trying to tell me?"
Girl student: "Jerry wants to invite you to a KTV party with the class in Haizhu square today?"
Me: "Uhhhh, you know I'm already having a KTV party in Tian He. You and Shelly said you were coming."
Girl student: "I know, but we can't. Jerry says we're having a KTV for you in Haizhu."
Me: "Okay, if ya'll want to do that, I'll come. What time?"
Girl student: "Jerry wants to know what time your other party is scheduled for."
At this point, I know something isn't right. I already told them what time and if they were having a party they would have already set the time, likely for prior to 5 PM if I know my Chinese students who want to take teachers to KTV, because after 5 it's much more expensive.
Me: "Why does he want to know my time?"
I hear some Cantonese haggling through the phone. The girl's voice is distressed.
Girl student: "He wants to schedule his party for the same time as yours."
Now it's all coming together. Jerry is trying to sabotage my KTV party by saying he's having one for me that will never happen.
Me: "Christy, do you know what's going on here?"
Girl student: "No."
Me: "Okay, I do. Just tell Jerry my party is already scheduled and if he is going to have another then send me a message with the details and I'll see if I can make it. 'Bye."
After talking to a few of the girls in the class, all I could figure out was that some of the students were offended that I'd invited them to my KTV party *after* inviting only two of the girls first. And yes, Jerry the sublime jerkwad was trying to sabotage my party with his little tale about giving me another KTV party.
In all my previous years, I had never imagined that people could be so petty about soemthing so small. I confronted Jerry about it when he got back to school and it was a disgusting and repulsive display of passive aggressive mendaciousness. I was put off just standing near him. That he'd used the youngest and sweetest girl in the class to do his dirty work infuriated me, so I just walked away from him. I still remember his disgusting face of self-satisfying lies. He spoke in such a manner like one who is redressing wrongs with righteous indignation. It was shocking.
FAST FORWARD to the present.
A typical (insecure) Chinese male I work with wanted some help with something small, and I was glad to do it. He's a good guy and had helped me with some skits I'd presented. As is typical in my experience here, he felt he had to pay me back for this miniscule favor I'd done him, so I had to go along with him and a couple of his friends to the worst tourist attraction I've ever been to in China. There are worse things, I didn't complain, done and done.
Then he leaves the school where we work and I don't hear from him for about two months until he calls me up for some football. Other stuff had gone on in the meantime and I'd decided I didn't need a list of acquaintances who just kept in touch for favors, but didn't seem to do whatever it is that makes me feel happy from time to time. Told him, "Hey, haven't heard from you in a while, you've moved onto other things, so good luck to you, but not interested."
A month later he rings me again, wants to meet up. It's obvious he's trying to save face, so I'm like, "Okay, I'm taking some people hiking Saturday morning, why don't you join us?"
Late Friday evening he contacts me. He's got to go to traffic court Saturday morning, at exactly the same time as our hiking, and he wants me to change to Sunday. There are already 10 other people who've confirmed to go 9AM Saturday (7 showed up) and 10 PM Friday is too late to change. As far as I can tell, he's trying to sabotage the hiking and this will somehow restore his dignity, or whatever.
With a few exceptions, I simply can't relate to the mainland Chinese males born between 1944 and 1985. I avoid them like the plague and every time I don't, except maybe once in two years, I regret it.
What do they think of themselves, these
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