Showing posts with label Por Por. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Por Por. Show all posts

Tuesday, 12 February 2013

The Burger King Rant

It's been a while. I should probably post something!

My mom used to work at Burger King WAAAY back in her teenage years, and every now and again my sister and I will ask about her Burger King days to get her reminiscing. We don't ask because we're particularly interested or anything. We bring it up because, without fail, she goes on this impassioned rant about all the free burgers she ate.

Anyways here is just your general run down of my mom's un-interruptable Burger King Rant:

"Free food? You bet I had free food! I ate a chicken burger everyday with a BIG chocolate shake! And I didn't even need to order off the menu. I made it MY special way! Back then it was all free for the Burger King employees. Probably not anymore. I could have eaten anything I wanted. The best part of that job was definitely the free food. Yeah I had to wear a uniform, but the burgers were free and mommy loved the milkshakes! I am surprise I didn't gain a lot of weight from all the free food but I was a teenager. It was soooo yummy... free food is the bess! Gong gong and por por were happy I got free food."

Gotta love the visual of my mother in a 1970s Burger King uniform.


http://sighttobehold.wordpress.com/2011/07/19/ive-had-better-days-bon-qui-qui/



Saturday, 31 March 2012

Reading English

Por Por is Cantonese for maternal grandmother:


Me: Mom, does Por Por know how to read any english?

Mom: Umm... only the menu at Swiss Chalet.

Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Por Por Fell Down


Por por is Cantonese for maternal grandmother.
I receive an unexpected phone call from my mom at work:

Mom: Por Por fell down… *long pause*

Me: …well? What happened? Is she OK? Is she dead? What the hell???

Mom: No no. She’s fine. Thankfully she fell on her face.

Me: Haha, MOM!

Mom: WHAT? WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?

Me: At first I thought something seriously bad happened because you didn’t say anything, but then when you were reassuring me that everything was fine, you say THANKFULLY she fell on her face. You don’t see the humor in this? 

Mom: No, I don’t. Luckily her face broke her fall instead of a bone. Major surgery can kill her!