Category Archives: Singles

Lucy Gao doesn’t need a p.a. she needs an enema!

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Say hello to London’s most anal-retentive 21-year-old.Sorority Snob! Please note we have no way of knowing if Lucy Gao attended a sorority, or even school

via Gawker and the Times:

LUCY GAO, wherever you are, call. No one is angry. We’re just all laughing at you. She is a young — oh, is she young — intern at Citigroup who has enlivened the dog days of August in the City.

Her stupid e-mail, detailing the plans for her 21st birthday party last Friday, is doing the rounds of City banks, with appropriately derisive comments. Lucy is something of a control freak, and her friends are instructed to arrive in groups at properly staggered 15-minute intervals to ensure sufficient face time with the princess.

They are given a strict script to adhere to on arrival. “When asked, how can I help you Sir/Madam, you reply, I am here for Lucy’s birthday party at the Rivoli Bar.” Dress smart — “the more upper-class you dress, the less likely you shall be denied entry”.

SnobAny queries to her PA. This 21-year-old has a PA? Very Paris Hilton. I ring Citigroup to see whether Lucy is now an ex-intern. “She hasn’t done anything wrong. It’s just . . .” The spokeswoman tails off. How about being a silly, spoilt, stuck-up, overly rich ninny? “She has everyone’s sympathy.”

Lucy’s mobile, needless to say, is switched off.

Continued, at length, here for the pic and here for the email, the vast number of forwardings, and the even vaster number of put-downs by fellow Oxonians. She’s going to have to finish school at UCal Bakersfield or something after this.

perhaps the saddest, AND most effective, marketing video ever made

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Seriously, I’m a chick, but when I heard this woman’s accent I, too, thought “please just shut your mouth.”

I Wish I Was a Lesbian and Not a Hetero

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Continuing Canadian Gay Chick Day on the raincoaster blog, here’s a perky Loudon Wainright tune. I’m pretty sure Canadian Gay Chick Day is a national holiday or something and it’s not just because I got it into my head when I was at Tinseltown. Isn’t it the Out on Screen Festival as well?

I applied for a job there once, but I was too breeder. Oh well. They were nice about it but basically told me if they had ANY gays apply, they’d go ahead of me in the queue.

Which reminds me of an old Starbucks story, but that’s perhaps for later. It appears the experiment to sleep at “night” and be awake in the “daytime” has been a failure.

multiculturalism in action: stealing Japadog post!

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I’m simply stealing this from Raj, cuz he stole the idea from me. Thus, the Internet comes full circle; no longer a series of tubes, it’s become a series of hula hoops. And I’m not apologizing for the hotlinking, either. At least not till he’s bought me one.

Famous Japadog

Japanese hotdog? Sound appealing? Well it is! On Lorraine’s reccomendation, I took a chance at the hotdog stand on the corner of Smithe and Burrard, close to the Sutton Place Hotel.

So what’s in a Japadog anyways? There’s two varieties that this particular stand sells.

The Terimayo which hosts Teriyaki Sauce, Mayo, Japanese Seaweed and Fried Onions on a 100% beef hot dog.

The Oroshi is composed of special Soy Sauce, Oroshi Daikon Radish, Green Onions on a Bratwurst (white pork) sausage.

I tried the Oroshi on my last visit and look forward to trying the Terimayo next time. Delicious! The Daikon made the bun a bit soggy towards the end tho but upon comment to the ‘chef’ she said that she’ll endeavour to squeeze the radish out a bit better next time. Photos posted below.

travel fun with Austin Powers

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Oops, I mean Mardin Azad Amin. Who can tell them apart, Yeah, Baby!at least from a certain angle? From NBC via BoingBoing:

Mardin Azad Amin found himself in a tight squeeze last week when security at O’Hare Airport discovered a suspicious-looking object in his luggage. So Amin, 29, handled the delicate situation this way: He told security the object was a bomb, Cook County prosecutors said. The security guard then asked Amin to repeat what he’d said to a supervisor. This time, Amin was chuckling as he spoke, prosecutors said. In fact, Amin was trying to disguise the fact that the black object — resembling a grenade — was a component for a penis pump. …

What can we tell about Amin from this reading comprehension exercise, boys and girls?

That he’s hung like a hamster and none too bright. They are gonna love him in The Big House.