Again, one of the participants has passed on.
Every year in China the Typhoons Season comes along. Because of this there is a requirement to deman and reman the platforms. This needs extra crews and the arrangement was that extra pilots would be detached to make up the numbers. One such pilot flew out from the UK, was met at the border and allocated his accommodation. He was sharing with a permanent member and as he had been travelling for twenty hours over eight time zones he declined the offer to go out on the town and had an early night.
He was woken at about midnight by a GodAlmighty racket outside the front door. He opened it to investigate and found his room mate and a bar hostess having a strength ten argument; or at least she was. This was because she had been contracted to shack up for the night and the bloke, realising that somebody whom he didn’t know had just moved in and might object had tried to cancel the arrangement. She was having none of it; as far as she was concerned the clock had been ticking since his proposal.
The racket brought up the security guards who couldn’t speak English. Out of their depth they called the police. They couldn’t speak English either so to cover everything they arrested everybody in sight, including our new arrival. They did, however, allow him to get dressed before they were escorted off to the pokey. There, to cover everything, they were fingerprinted.
Even at the police station the young lady was still at max volume and eventually an English speaking policeman arrived. He listened to her ranting and then added up the contents of both of the blokes wallets. There was about HK$600 so he gave the girl HK200, which shut her up and a further HK$400 went into the police station’s tea swindle; or suchlike, with no receipts. Then they were shown the door.
Welcome to China.