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Genmai

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  1. I have to disagree here as the majority of things we've bought over the last 5 years are still working mostly fine. The exception are brooms which all fall apart after about 10 sweeping sessions. For everything else I make sure that I stick to 3 rules when buying stuff:

     

    1: Read the reviews online. Easy to do on your phone. Browse around a store, get gf to chat to sales staff if they don't look like a total moron, choose a thing you like and then briefly put the model # into google + "reviews". If its not 4 stars or up I choose something else. 

     

    2: Opt for the more expensive option. You get what you pay for. Plenty of quality stuff available here. Yeah, all of it is probably from overseas but it's here and you can buy it and it lasts. 

     

    3: No Thais allowed. This is the most important one as I think most things can last a long time if maintained properly. But we all know what the attitude to that is like here. After I purchase something I make sure that nobody other than me and my gf has access to it.

     

    That last rule is key. When I first moved here I took a look at the non-stick frying pans they were using and found that the coating had shredded off and was flaking onto the food. Told them that non-stick pans are great but as soon as the coating gets so much as a scratch you're introducing heavy metals into your food. Threw it into the bin, bought them a good big Teflon and said "no contact with metal". Nods all around.

     

    The first Teflon replacement was scratched to hell pretty quickly by using metal cooking tools. "No contact with metal. Use a wooden spatula." Into the bin she goes, bought new pan.

     

    Second Teflon replacement was damaged almost immediately by scrubbing with steel wool. "No contact with metal. Use a soft sponge." In the garbage, new pan.

     

    Third Teflon replacement scratched up again by storing all sorts of crap inside it - other pots, utensils, etc. "No contact with metal. Line with a towel if stacking stuff". Into the bin again, bought pan #4.

     

    Fourth Teflon replacement scratched again. By this time I was moving out so didn't care anymore.

     

     

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  2. I think your accountant is referring to the process of becoming eligible to claim the 7% VAT back from taxation department at the end of the year on services and products sold/purchased within the country. I help my gf run our small biz (which we started for the purpose of getting my WP) but leave this kind of detailed stuff to her and the accountant. All I know is yes, it is supposedly a nightmare to arrange, and no, you don't need it for obtaining a work permit or operating your company.

     

    A lot of the time when you ask a Thai person if they have this or that thing they will say "mai mee" or "mai dai" just because they're stupid/lazy/ill informed and would rather give you incorrect information rather than lose face. Accountants and lawyers are no exception. Shop around until you find someone with experience.

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  3. Can confirm you do not need a degree for work permit, although I should note that I work for my own (49%) company here and not for someone else. Not sure how my lawyer managed that one for me but considering that a) - he's a half-fraudulent moron and b) - my professional experience is minimal at best, I think it should be entirely possible for you. 

     

  4. 2 hours ago, NanLaew said:

    So the same police that you castigate for turning a blind eye to the noisy motorbikes and leaf burners in the town also do the same to heroin factories in remote Lahu villages. Nice to see that if anything, they appear quite consistent in their apathy.

     

    Now, do you know what really grinds my gears?

     

    Sorry, next time when in their "apathy" they come to pull me and two others out of the jungle in the middle of the night I will make sure to chastise them on your behalf for not doing enough to protect the people.

  5. Some time ago when I was new to Thailand an acquaintance of ours invited my partner and I to visit her Lahu hill-tribe "friend" in the hills of Chiang Rai because she did not want to go up there alone. The "friend" turned out to be an unstable guy with a drinking problem and romantic interests in our acquaintance. He kept drinking, started yelling and getting rowdy and eventually grabbed a big knife. We slowly stood up and backed out of the bamboo hut and started walking to the main road. The time was about 1am and it was pitch black outside. We realised just how stupid and naïve we had been about the whole thing: we were out in the middle of no-where (the Lahu guys had driven us out to their village), our relatives did not know where we were, all our belongings were in the hut with a crazy drunk Lahu guy and all we had were our pyjamas and my partner's cell phone. By a stroke of luck we had a tiny bit of coverage and promptly called the police.

     

    The police triangulated our location and were there within 30 minutes. The whole time they stayed on the phone with us. When they arrived they took us up to the hut, held back the hill-tribe guy while we collected our things and then drove us down to a hotel in town. The first 10 minutes in the car together with us they were coldly grilling us with questions about why we were there. When they realised that we were really just some overly trusting dumb tourists that had made a mistake they relaxed a bit and said "Ok, we see. We are asking you this because that particular village is famous for heroin production". The rest of the way we laughed and joked about stuff and at the end they took a photo with us in front of our hotel, big grins and thumbs up from us. They sent it to their bosses via Line to "show that they really are out doing work".

     

    Seeing them coming for us up the mountain road that night in their pickup was the biggest amount of relief I have ever experienced. Had they not come for us I think the three of us might not be alive today and no-one would have known what had happened to us.

     

    There is a lot about Thailand that grinds my gears. Here where I live in Chiang Mai every single day of the past year a black plume of smoke from burning plastic rubbish and leaves starts coming up from a neighbour's yard at 5pm on the dot, every day. There is a police box standing about 40-50 metres away. Nothing ever gets done about that burning, or about the loud bikes racing up and down the freeway at night. Things like that grind my gears and make me question the effectiveness of law enforcement in this country. But every time I am also reminded that had it not been for the help of the Chiang Rai police department that night, I would likely not be here today.

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