Saturday, February 13, 2010
Off to Harbin!
For the New Year I'm going to China's coldest city--Harbin! Why go somewhere so cold in the winter? Because I love the winter! Though really I'm going for the Ice and Snow Festival. It looks spectacular, just Google image it! I'll be meeting up with my good friend Kate there. She's one of my friends from study abroad, and the one with whom I visited Inner Mongolia. I'm pretty excited! This'll be my first time traveling alone anywhere, so that's got me a little nervous, but it'll be a new experience!
Friday, February 5, 2010
Information Asymmetry: Come on, give me a hint!
Attempting to find (decent) work in China has been an exercise in information asymmetry. This has been true from the beginning but it is only recently that I have fit the term to it.
Take for example the phone call I just made:
The call was a follow-up after over a week of no response. I had achieved first contact with the lister but their response answered none of my questions and after emailing them again and waiting I did not receive a second email. So I call, reach some sort of office, am redirected to Lily's mobile. She picks up, seems to have no idea who I am. No shock. These recruiters are surprisingly poorly organized. I often feel that I could do better myself just with Google Translate and a spreadsheet! But that's beside the point. I explain to her that we'd emailed some and I was calling because she didn't email back. She asks what position I'm calling for. Hah! Here's where the information asymmetry comes in.
I wish I had the posting copied so I could show you, but all that I have now are my notes. Allow me to summarize them for you:
Position: ?
Location: ?
Hours: ?
Start date: ?
Salary: 'well paid hour rate'
Kind of hard for me to tell her the position in which I am interested when I myself know so little, huh? This--THIS is with what I have been dealing. These people post listings for jobs with hardly any information. Having hints like 'kids', 'full time', any location, is a miracle! You want to know the salary or hours? Keep dreaming!
What's the point of telling possible candidates nothing? Maybe it's a bad job and they figure that way they'll still get candidates? What, you think I'd say yes in person to a job I'd pass by online? As if! I've become much more comfortable telling people, to their faces, that their job sucks and I don't want it. I'm more polite than that, but not much less honest. The many interviews I've had are starting to pay off. I can recognize BS much faster and, frankly, am done putting up with it. I not the naiive new arrival I was even a month ago, and they're not pulling my strings.
Take for example the phone call I just made:
The call was a follow-up after over a week of no response. I had achieved first contact with the lister but their response answered none of my questions and after emailing them again and waiting I did not receive a second email. So I call, reach some sort of office, am redirected to Lily's mobile. She picks up, seems to have no idea who I am. No shock. These recruiters are surprisingly poorly organized. I often feel that I could do better myself just with Google Translate and a spreadsheet! But that's beside the point. I explain to her that we'd emailed some and I was calling because she didn't email back. She asks what position I'm calling for. Hah! Here's where the information asymmetry comes in.
I wish I had the posting copied so I could show you, but all that I have now are my notes. Allow me to summarize them for you:
Position: ?
Location: ?
Hours: ?
Start date: ?
Salary: 'well paid hour rate'
Kind of hard for me to tell her the position in which I am interested when I myself know so little, huh? This--THIS is with what I have been dealing. These people post listings for jobs with hardly any information. Having hints like 'kids', 'full time', any location, is a miracle! You want to know the salary or hours? Keep dreaming!
What's the point of telling possible candidates nothing? Maybe it's a bad job and they figure that way they'll still get candidates? What, you think I'd say yes in person to a job I'd pass by online? As if! I've become much more comfortable telling people, to their faces, that their job sucks and I don't want it. I'm more polite than that, but not much less honest. The many interviews I've had are starting to pay off. I can recognize BS much faster and, frankly, am done putting up with it. I not the naiive new arrival I was even a month ago, and they're not pulling my strings.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Avatar
Note: I know this movie doesn't relate specifically to China. But you know what? I'm going to write about it anyway, because I want to.
Avatar was, to put it simply, incredible.
I went there expecting to see something amazing. The best movie of the year, or perhaps even my life. I thought it would have gorgeous graphics and be overall amazing. And you know what? It blew me away. It was beyond my highest expectations.
I don't even know how to describe my feelings about it. The story, the setting, the characters, the graphics... All incredible.
Now if you've spent a lot of time with me you know that I get really into stories, books and movies alike. It's not hard for me to care for a character and feel for them. But Avatar... I lived and died with these characters. I loved them even more than I do most movie characters.
The movie was intense, yet not in the way I had expected. I suppose I was expecting more violence with less depth and meaning. More flash. Instead I saw a film in which much of the violence held more meaning and importance than I am used to. It was beautiful and exciting and engagingly intense.
I could go on and on, and I'd like to, but at least for now I won't.
Avatar was, to put it simply, incredible.
I went there expecting to see something amazing. The best movie of the year, or perhaps even my life. I thought it would have gorgeous graphics and be overall amazing. And you know what? It blew me away. It was beyond my highest expectations.
I don't even know how to describe my feelings about it. The story, the setting, the characters, the graphics... All incredible.
Now if you've spent a lot of time with me you know that I get really into stories, books and movies alike. It's not hard for me to care for a character and feel for them. But Avatar... I lived and died with these characters. I loved them even more than I do most movie characters.
The movie was intense, yet not in the way I had expected. I suppose I was expecting more violence with less depth and meaning. More flash. Instead I saw a film in which much of the violence held more meaning and importance than I am used to. It was beautiful and exciting and engagingly intense.
I could go on and on, and I'd like to, but at least for now I won't.
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