Adaptation blues

On friday, i got myself drunk for the first time in beijing. According to my friends, i got home at around 2.30am (or rather, they got me home at that time). Somehow, i woke up at 9am or so, in time for my karaoke session. My colleague came to pick me up at around 10.30am and by 11am, we were singing and eating lunch at the same time. That sums up the hangover.
Here are some things that i still can't get used to:

1. When i left the karaoke slightly earlier, all my staff had to send me to the door although i kept telling them to go back and sing.

2. When i told them i need to go to a particular place, one of them will drive me there and then head back to the karaoke place to continue singing.

3. When i ask them where the pantry is (at the client's place), they went to buy drinks for me.

4. When i board the plane with them and they realise i'm sitting behind them, they offer to swap with me so that i can sit in front.

5. When i'm still at home playing games, they are already at the airport waiting for me and telling me that they'll wait at XX gate for me!

What's wrong with them???????

I'm now stuck in inner mongolia and already missing my BJ home. :( But today, the olympics torch is passing by here and my team of 8 people are waiting for my approval to to let them watch it for a while... Sighz... these kids.... and being a very nice person, of cos i'll most likely let them go and see it. Okok, i want to see it myself too lah....