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Saturday, October 6, 2012

Attempting to communicate with a Chinese - Blog Post #4

[A bit long but can't shorten]

Two weeks ago, my friend lost his cell phone after a night of drinking and partying. I texted my friend's phone, in case someone would have found it. Much to my surprise, someone called me back !

I was called while I was at work. I immediately answered : "This is my friend's phone. Can I take it back ?"
The guy tried to say something, stumbling out some incomprehensible words. I asked him for an appointment, trying to articulate the best I could, but he didn't get a word of what I said. I was talking with a foreigner, incapable to get one word in English. But he finally managed to say : "... ... yeah ! Chinese ... Marina Bay Sands !" So I found a Chinese girl. I explained her the situation and asked her to tell the man that we could meet at the MBS at 10pm. She finally got an appointment the day after at the Marina Bay MRT station at 10am.

I immediately told my friend that the phone had been found. Just in case, I asked a friend of mine the Chinese translation for "Where are you ?"

The day after, we were on time at the spot. I called my friend's number but I directly fell on the voicemail ! Good joke. We spent 30 minutes pacing up and down the corridors of the MRT station but nobody. I tried to call him back twice again, but without success. Finally we gave up and separated at the MRT station.

I was shopping when I've suddenly been called back by my friend's phone number !! I tried to speak slowly but he didn't get what I meant. It was so frustrating that I got angry. I said in Chinese : "Where are you ?" "Marina Bay MRT... SMS" I understood that I had to text him :"Marina Bay MRT Station. 11.30am" I took the first cab I met, telling him to run over the Marina Bay MRT.

Arrived at the station, I couldn't find him. I was in distress. I called him back, and asked him : "At which exit are you ? A, B, C or D ?" And he answered : "huuuh... ahhhh... yeah" I was about to implode !

Finally, I asked an employee of the Hotel to tell him to come in front of the hotel. He seemed to understand and I couldn’t explain my relief when I saw him coming to me with the phone in his hand... What a hard work ! I warmly thanked him with some gestures. Here, the intercultural barrier was the language. In addition, I was phoning him, so I couldn't use gestures or body language, which was really frustrating.

Edited #1: Thanks Dhanya