Things you didn't know about china (Part 2)

• Many things in china speak, even though you wouldn't expect them to. Calculators speak. The buses here talk. They say many interesting things in Chinese, and then they repeat it in English. For example, they say "please keep your balance, the bus is about to move" or "it's prohibited to put explosives inside the bus". I wonder if that would have worked in Israel also.
• In the old town of Dali, which is a very peaceful and pastoralic place, there's a lot of Ganja. In fat, there is so much of it, that the old ladies of the town try to sell it to you in every opportunity they have. You cannot walk the streets without having 3 old ladies, and I mean old, attack you with their discrete whispers: "Do you want to smoki Ganja? Hashish?" and so on and so forth. All this happens, of course, in broad day light in the most crowded streets. The prices are very convenient, by the way. One bag of Ganja, so we've heard, costs around 20 Yuan, which are 10 Israeli Shekels. Someone should alert Gonen Segev.
• The people of the Yunnan province tend to omit the ASAROT when they speak or when they tell you the price for something. For example, if making your laundry costs 60 Yuan, they will tell you 6. This, as one should guess, may lead to many awkward situations, that probably will end in very frustrated Chinese woman who thought really worked hard on the laundry because she actually thought she'd get 60 Yuan for the job, but eventually got only 25. Oh well.
  
• The trash-collecting-cars (that is, OTO ZEVEL) here don't come with smelly dirty workers who make noise early in the morning. Rather they play a very pleasant tune when they pass in the streets. The people hear this tune and rush to the street to throw their garbage. It's really funny, I know, but it's such a bizarre thing to see that I felt the need to share it.
• The employees of any big working place (like a supermarket or a big department store) have a very distinctive work division. Everyone has their uniform according to his job. There are the women who stand along the tea shelves, and there are the women who stand aside the toilet paper shelves. In the entrance to the store there's a big poster with all the employees' pictures, names and positions in the store. They all look pretty unhappy in these pictures. Also, they have to enter the working place, usually early in the morning, organized in two rows, according to their positions in the working place. In fact, all of this is damn creepy. This and the fact that there is someone beside each and every shelf in the supermarket, and they tend to help you with choosing things you don't really need. Actually we almost winded up buying an exercise machine to strech your hands, when all we needed was glue.