....a small introduction to Dita

Over the past 4 years we work together, scream together and at each other, than cry, than hug and than go and get piss drunk together. In fact all of my hangovers aside from one are caused by Dita and Dita alone, which is an odd achievement on her part but deserves congratulations anyway. Her phenomenal ability to drink shots and only shots during the course of a night have left many with their mouth gaping open either by surprise or because they are puking. Actually now that I think of it at the end of a night like that, she reminds me of a general that looks at a battlefield that’s filled with so many casualties that it makes him wonder why the deities made him so strong while the others so weak. She is often referred to as the contradiction and this goes back to an incident involving her mother. One day as she was talking to me in her usual manner-a very quiet, soft and delicate way -her mother called and suddenly I see her picking up her phone getting angry and than unloading a sh*%storm of various curses and roars in Mandarin…People at work have often witnessed us fighting and the combination of her ninja temperament with my hysterical outbursts are a unique experience, so unique in fact that when we do fight our coworkers pay us their respect by remaining entirely silent and giving us their undivided attention. To their disappointment we make up immediately which has given both of us the reputation of being a bit psychotic.