口譯員像生意人，出手要準，收手要快，講究的是「時機」。筆譯員是藝術家，一字一句雕到海枯石爛，作品從來沒有完成的一天－－畢竟，搞的是「藝術」嘛。
What’s the difference between an interpreter and a translator?
What’s the difference between an interpreter and a translator?
目前分類：Journals / 生活隨筆 (19)
- Jul 09 Sat 2011 15:04
搞買賣與搞藝術的差別/Between Business and Art
- Jul 02 Sat 2011 16:13
The Waking Hours
- Feb 28 Mon 2011 09:16
A Privileged Life
Saturday noon, I just left a study group meeting. Planned to go home but changed my mind immediately when I stepped out of the MOS Burger on Gongyuan Rd. It was such a beautiful day. I was in no rush to do anything.
So I walked to 228 Peace Park. After taking a few pictures and a walk in the sun, I sat down in the park. Took out my laptop and started translating because I felt like it. 10 minutes later, I finished a page. I got up and walked a bit more. There was a giant building. It was National Taiwan Museum.
- Jan 27 Thu 2011 09:02
Locked Out
- Jan 26 Wed 2011 20:47
The Penny Dropped
Every time I passed by a beggar, I struggled.
Should I give him/her some money? He/she looks poor/old/physically challenged. I’m the lucky one. I should help.
- Jan 15 Sat 2011 09:30
The Limited Superheroes
The Internet gives us extra-sensory perception.
We can talk to people miles away, hear our beloved ones on a different continent, or even reach out to people we could never reach before (say, the President, or a friend from elementary school whom you’ve lost touch with long ago).
How convenient.
- Jan 11 Tue 2011 18:36
Memory Lottery
We often say, the only thing we can really keep is our memory. We are wrong.
Think about your best friend from elementary school, your high school sweetheart, or anyone you used to spend so much time with. Can you recall most of the things you did together? Can you remember his/her name? Do you even remember what his/her face looked like?
- Jan 06 Thu 2011 11:26
The Coffee Invasion
Just this morning, I woke up and walked to a convenience store nearby to grab some breakfast. I was paying at the counter, and the girl next to me said, “One latte, please.” Her tone of voice was just like saying, “A newspaper, please.”
Since when has coffee become such a daily necessity on this island? I began to wonder. Am I the only one who doesn’t drink coffee?
- Oct 20 Wed 2010 19:48
A Life of Wants
I need to find a job so I don’t have to rely on my parents.
I need to work out so I won’t look bad in my swimming suit.
- Oct 04 Mon 2010 13:55
The Stereotypical...American?
An advantage of traveling abroad is that you’re privileged to experience first-hand how people think differently about the same thing. American, for example, is a positive word in Taiwan, but not quite so in many other parts of the world. Say, Europe.
- Oct 03 Sun 2010 17:46
Why I Watch PTS News Only
- Jul 15 Thu 2010 00:39
The Cynical Kind
Someone once joked, “What a pity, the best presidential candidates are all driving taxis!”
This, of course, doesn’t mean we should pick our next president from taxi drivers (though it’s an option), but it suggests how easy it is to criticize.
This, of course, doesn’t mean we should pick our next president from taxi drivers (though it’s an option), but it suggests how easy it is to criticize.
- May 16 Sun 2010 01:18
Behind the Purpose
Sometimes I wonder, when one asks the ancient question, “What’s the purpose of life,” he doesn’t really want the answer.
Oftentimes, he’s just complaining about how life sucks at that moment--I want this but I can’t get it; I don’t want this but I’m stuck in it. When he finally gets over whatever it is, he will be happy again, and will not bother to think about the question for even one second--until the next disaster happens, that is.
- May 13 Thu 2010 23:48
Much Ado about...Nothing?
- Jun 24 Wed 2009 17:24
Screwed
- Jun 20 Sat 2009 20:53
- To Blog or Not to Blog?
- Dec 12 Fri 2008 23:37
Confessions of a DIS-ORGANIZER
For mysterious reasons, people around me often assume I am organized. Most of my friends think I always take good notes and keeps my room perfectly clean. Here's the truth:
Very, very few people can understand my notes. To be honest, even I don't find it easy to read my own notes. (Unfortunately, I am not usually aware of it until the night before some test.) And my room is always messed up. One time I came home and walked into my room. I stared at my room and seriously thought somebody must have broken into the house!
I do like to plan and want be organized, but the thing is, every time I planned ahead and tries to organized every single detail beforehand, I always missed some tiny but crucial key and ended up with total failure. Like what happened last night.
I go to a very famous TCM (traditional Chinese medicine) clinic every other week. This clinic is so popular that if you just walk in, it can take up to two hours in the waiting room before you get to see the doctor. That's why I always make an appointment a week ahead. (Believe it or not, I usually get an number of 30 or 40, which means some people actually make their appointments more than a week prior to their visits!)
To save time and be most efficient, I always call before I decide when to head for the bus stop so I can arrive just about the time when it's my turn to go into the exam room.
This is what happened last night. I called and made sure there were at least 20 patients waiting before me, which meant I could take my time walking to the bus stop and wait for the right bus. Just after I left my place and started walking, I realized I was screwed: although there were plenty of patients lining before me, I needed to show up at the counter no later than 9:30 pm! It was already 9:25 when I left my apartment.
In other words, the appointment I had made a week ago and the calls to make sure I wouldn't waste any time waiting were completely useless because no matter what number I was, I had to report to the registration by 9:30!
And you all think I am very organized...
