The three years I lived in China, my teammates and I would often joke/berate/complain/bemoan about the customer service (or lack thereof) in China. Don't get me wrong, the Chinese people are some of the friendliest and most helpful people I've ever met. But somehow that doesn't (or ten years ago it didn't) carry over to the realm of business. Perhaps it had something to do with working in a government owned store where there was little if any incentive to do a job well done. Regardless, it wasn't uncommon to walk into a department store, request to look at an item from the clerks (items were kept in glass cases or behind service desks so people wouldn't pocket them), and be told, "I'm busy." The clerk would then proceede to talk to her colleague, pick her nails, daydream, eat lunch, or whatever else suited her fancy. Or if they happened to be in a bad mood, they would say something totally ludicrous like, "We're out of that item" (there's a whole shelf FULL behind them), or "You don't want that; it costs too much." At which point you can either argue, make a scene, and possibly get what you want, or you could leave the store, cross the road to another government-owned department store which sold almost identical things and possibly have better luck there. I don't think I ever had to go to more than three stores to get a paticular item.
Anyway, after 8.75 years of sharing a trash bin with relatives, we decided it was time to have our own trash disposal service. I called the number, got an answering machine, left a message, and waited two weeks. Nothing. Bobby goes on-line, fills out the form, we wait a few weeks - nothing. So this afternoon I called three times over 20 minutes and got a busy signal. FINALLY got a ring, only to hear a recording that no one is available at the moment to take a message. I just went on-line and re-submitted the application form, but at this point I'm not overly optimistic. If it weren't for the fact I'm sitting in my nice home with heat and adequate water and plumbing facilities, I might wonder if I were not back in China.
As a child I used to get excited when the trash man came in his big truck and waived. Now I think I'll be excited if they just return a phone call.
Anyway, after 8.75 years of sharing a trash bin with relatives, we decided it was time to have our own trash disposal service. I called the number, got an answering machine, left a message, and waited two weeks. Nothing. Bobby goes on-line, fills out the form, we wait a few weeks - nothing. So this afternoon I called three times over 20 minutes and got a busy signal. FINALLY got a ring, only to hear a recording that no one is available at the moment to take a message. I just went on-line and re-submitted the application form, but at this point I'm not overly optimistic. If it weren't for the fact I'm sitting in my nice home with heat and adequate water and plumbing facilities, I might wonder if I were not back in China.
As a child I used to get excited when the trash man came in his big truck and waived. Now I think I'll be excited if they just return a phone call.
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To answer your question- I always use acrylic and sometimes goauche (I never remember how to spell that). I have never tried oils, have you?