* An incredible fascination with a man’s bank account, what type of car he drives, what brand of watch he wears and going absolutely ga ga if he can walk into a club without queuing up with the plebs.
* Suffering from Cockpititis- which in regular speak means being very focused to hook a Cathay Pacific or Dragonair pilot as a boyfriend, move in with him, have his baby and get to fly around the world for free and stop having to hang out at Feather Boa hoping to meet someone other than a gay purser.
Of course, there are also the men who would love to snare a CX stewardess for the free rides and, when she has to travel, still have the freedom to go wild at Dusk Till Dawn.
* Being married, living in Discovery Bay and doing a side business in the afternoons with other female Eastern Europeans from the palatial surroundings of the Blue Bar at the Four Seasons.
* Having once being bedded by Edison Chen- and proud of it.
Where the hell IS Edison Chen today -and does he have a career? Or does no one care?
* Thinking that having just arrived from the States gives them the right to be loud, boorish, act like Nikki Minaj, take over restaurants with their friends and think everyone wants to hear their conversation.
* The above species downing shooters and making a fucking spectacle of themselves by throwing up all over the place and thinking nothing of it.
* Being a newcomer to Hong Kong and wanting so much to be part of “the real Hong Kong” that she finds a “real Hong Kong boyfriend” who is a dweeb, moves to Sheung Wan to be with “the real Hong Kong”, eats in small side stalls and slurps up the congee, takes up tai chee and Mandarin lessons, goes to see Chinese “art films” but when pissed talks about how she can’t stand the way “the locals chew their food”, plus “those Asians with their hairy backs” and how much she misses “being back home.”
“Hairy backs?” Really? Ewwwww.
Any other ideas of what’s wrong with many women in Hong Kong- and men- send them to info@fasttrack.hk
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