I worked more than six hours on a Saturday as a “volunteer” at Shanghai Expat’s third annual job fair. Within hours afterward, my entire body ached, and I ended up sleeping by 10 p.m. for the second night in a row—on a weekend, no less. If that’s not exhaustion, I don’t know what is.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt that sore, even after climbing 10km of Huangshan last week. I think it’s a combination of doing an hour of aerial yoga and standing up in high heels all next day.
It also rained, and we stood at the registration desk right at the entrance where we essentially felt nonstop chilly wind for the entire time. Struggles.
All in all, many people did still show up at the job fair, and I mostly worked alongside a very kind Chinese volunteer. Again, no surprise at this point, but I could have used this opportunity to practice my Chinese, but we ended up conversing mostly in English. At least she did teach me this one phrase, xianmu jidu hen (羡慕嫉妒恨), which means jealousy, envy, and hatred. I don’t even remember how that initially was brought up—we used it several times—but probably it was when we were discussing the amazing pay of agencies toward white English teachers, compared to that of Chinese teaching Chinese.
The “brochures” we were handing out about the job fair (companies in attendance, ads on every page, map of the place, etc.) definitely could have been better designed and edited. When I browsed through the latest City Weekend magazine upon returning home, I also couldn’t help but notice something lacking in the design. Honestly, my college’s magazine is better designed than what I saw. It’s interesting to compare standards in China—even in such a modern city as Shanghai—to that of the States.