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Hong Kong on some next level shit, no-selling tear gas canisters.

The bill potentially places in high risk anyone with openly critical views about the governing and policies in mainland China. Given that there have already been many abductions from Hong Kong–particularly of bookstore owners selling materials of a critical nature–this legislation would only enable the Chinese government in further silencing political dissent.

Bear in mind that mainland China is where Winnie the Pooh continues to be banned from mention on all social media because people were making humorous comparisons between Pooh and Xi Jinping–the General Secretary of the Communist Party of China (aka the current President of China).

Good Lord, my friend just called me after she came home from what she's referring to as "the worst first date she's ever been on" and boy, was it a story.

She met this guy via work and there was an immediate and obvious attraction there (her words) that both sides were willing to explore. He invited her out for dinner pretty soon, which she readily accepted. He seemed to be a good guy, clever, charming, funny.

It's a Sunday evening, so the only places that are working around this time are usually pretty posh and since he told her to wear something nice, she was very excited to see where he was taking her. He said it was a surprise.

As it turned out, it was a sort of well-known place and even though she never ate there before, she heard good things about their food and service, so she grew even more excited as they were escorted to their table.

There were more than a few other people there, couples mainly, having casual dinners complemented with some of our famous local wines. The atmosphere was just right.

They placed their orders and waited for a ridiculous amount of time, which they passed by talking, getting to know each other more, joking and munching on the appetizers. It was all going well.

She was ready to dig in once the food they ordered was placed in front of her. In fact, she didn't hesitate, she just went in for it with as much grace as someone who worked almost the whole day and had only breakfast in the morning and a snack in the afternoon could muster.

Her date started eating too, and it wasn't too long before the nice lady working there came up to them to apologize. Apparently, somehow, there was a mistake and their orders got mixed up with the people from the table next to them.

I mean, what were the odds? Both them and their table neighbors were there on obvious dates, and they both ordered almost exactly the same meals at almost exactly the same time, since they got there within minutes from each other.

The only difference were the salads the men had ordered and that was where the mix-up had happened. My friend's date didn't even start on it, but the other guy already ate some of his, and politely announced that they wouldn't have to replace anything for his sake and that he was fine with eating it regardless.

He then proceed to throw something my friend called "grown man hissy fit, worse than a baby's" and started yelling at the poor, visibly tired, visibly distressed server.

For a split second, my friend thought he was joking. Like, she half-expected, half-hoped for him to burst out in laughter and say, "Nah, hust kidding, it's all good," but he didn't do that. Because he wasn't joking. He was dead serious and yelling at somebody over a salad accident.

My friend tried to calm him down, pointing out that the server apologized more than enough, and even offered to pay for a new salad to pacify him, which only seemed to have made him more angry and outraged, because, "Of course she will get me a new salad for free, she could have killed me!"

"Could have killed you?" My friend asked, unsure about what he was saying. "Are you allergic to something?"

"No, but what if I was?"

"But... you aren't?"

It only hit her a little later that he was actually telling her that he was feeling sorry for her for being on a date with the biggest manbaby on this side of the Adriatic sea, but she felt his sympathy either way. His date tried to reassuringly smile at her as well, but it didn't work. My friend wasn't reassured. She didn't even feel assured.

The chef who made their dinner came up to their table and offered them special dessert, on the house, which my friend declined, saying she enjoyed her meal very much, but would not be staying for that long. She asked for the check, and the man just nodded knowingly.

Another server arrived shortly after and my friend paid for the whole dinner and left a generous tip, even though she spent more than she was expecting to and had just enough money to cover the tab and take a bus home. She wanted to get away from that guy as soon as possible, and never see him again outside of work if possible.

My friend got up, said goodbye to the couple next to them and apologized for everything, said goodbye to the staff and apologized to them as well, and just left. She didn't even stop to take a look at her former date, she was that done with him.

Some ten minutes or so later, as she was finally at the right spot, the guy approached her, carrying something in his hands, which she belatedly realized was the dessert he got "to go" from the restaurant.

"Why did you leave like that? I wasn't done with my meal yet," he started, clearly oblivious to the fact she didn't want him anywhere close to her personal space with a ten-foot pole.

She didn't answer him, she just looked away, hoping he'd leave and she wouldn't be forced to have this conversation with him.

"Look, I know things got a little out of hand back there..."

"A little?"

"Okay, a lot. But you got to admit I had a point."

That got her to finally look him in the eye.

When she was telling me about this part of her evening, I really couldn't believe what I was hearing. People like that really exist? I was waiting to hear how she chewed him off. I know her, I knew she had had more than enough from him at that point. No, long before. She was going to give him a piece of her mind.

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