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Boxer Briefs

Boxer briefs

She bought me these box­er briefs. Calvin Klein, body cut, light­weight cot­ton con­struc­tion.

Until then, all the under­wear I had were plaid XS box­ers from The Gap that I could only find online, or XXL from Gap Kids, dec­o­rat­ed with rock­ets, and bas­ket­balls, and skiers. I did­n’t think she’d find any­thing else that would work on my small frame.

So this is my first pair of box­er briefs, and they fit. My sexy under­wear, she would call them. I guess it’s hard to find my oth­er under­wear sexy when it’s meant for those 7–14.

Blending In As A Local

When I tell the taxi dri­vers here the name of the street I want to go to (pro­nounced from mem­o­ry because the names are too com­pli­cat­ed to under­stand), they don’t always know how to get there. That’s why I always have the name of a pop­u­lar land­mark in close prox­im­i­ty mem­o­rized, and when I men­tion this, it usu­al­ly gets me where I want to go. Sometimes I get a part-time cab­bie though, who does­n’t even know where this land­mark is. That’s when they ask me how to get there, or what else is around, or if it’s close to such-and-such-a-place adja­cent to such-and-such-a-street. Somehow, they assume that I’m a local.

Which is odd, because I know I have an English accent when I speak Chinese, so I assume most peo­ple can tell I’m not from around here. When I was here five years ago, most peo­ple said they knew I was­n’t from Hong Kong before I even opened my mouth. Something about the way I looked or dressed or act­ed.

Guess I’m fool­ing some­one now.

The Usual Comments And Questions

Pretty much every­one I’ve met so far has said one or more of the fol­low­ing things to me:

You have a lot of white hair. They see it main­ly in the sides of my head, where it’s short­er and more obvi­ous. It seems like most peo­ple in my fam­i­ly dye their hair black, so my grey stands out, even though I’m youngest.

Are you dat­ing any­one? This is usu­al­ly fol­lowed by, “Are there any girls are after you?”, which is a sort of way of fig­ur­ing out if you want to date, or just don’t have the option.

Is your Tai Chi teacher white? Except instead of white, it’s “guai” or “ghost”. This is the only ques­tion I resent, because I feel like I have to defend the fact that he’s a com­pe­tent teacher, even though he’s a “for­eign­er”.

You’re a hand­some boy. The word for hand­some in Chinese — “leng” — is the same word for pret­ty when applied to girls. This one is good. I like this one. More peo­ple need to say this to me.

Aren’t you cold? It’s get­ting very hot and some­what mug­gy, so I’m wear­ing as lit­tle cloth­ing as pos­si­ble. This is in con­trast to every­one else, who are still wear­ing scarves and coats.

Do your tat­toos come off? Although the lit­er­al trans­la­tion is more like “Do your tat­toos wipe off?”. Many peo­ple here don’t know how tat­toos work, which is under­stand­able, since they’re so uncom­mon. Related to this is, “Did you draw it your­self?”. This ques­tion sur­pris­es me, because the char­ac­ter was drawn by arguably the most famous Chinese cal­lig­ra­ph­er, Yan Zhenqing, and is so beau­ti­ful and per­fect and far beyond some­thing that I could have done myself.

Replacement Pillow

I sleep with three dif­fer­ent pil­lows.

The one for my head is reg­u­lar sized, with foam fill­ing, and rather flat because I like to sleep with my arm under there. The one on my left is also foam, but a body pil­low. The one on my right is king-sized and filled with down. I like to sleep on my side pressed between the two, and through the night, I’ll alter­nate between sides, hug­ging one.

When she comes over, she takes the king-sized one. My head pil­low is too flat, and obvi­ous­ly my body pil­low is too big.

So I lose my king-sized, and she becomes my replace­ment pil­low.