China King — Restaurant in Durham

Perfect as I'll address it now, I think as a small business re-growing in durham Caroline's The china king have Deliverd nice customer service and nice meals to us Thank you! P.s. And remember the only poor layer of people will not like you because they don't have the money to pay in most off cases, but they pay at any way!

Here is the real deal POOR VS. BROKE

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the question: “What’s the difference between being poor and being broke?”

To me, being poor means there’s no money to begin with while being broke means there was some money and it is no longer there.

They both completely suck.

And while being “broke” and being “poor” are two different things (that both suck) there are some certain similarities.

No matter how much money you make if you don’t manage it well it doesn’t really matter how much you have to begin with. You’ll go back to being poor or go back to being broke if the habits and thoughts associated with the money doesn’t grow and morph too.

Are those that are born poor and raised poor destined to continue to be poor?

Are those that are born into a broke family and raised broke destined to remain broke?

How many of our thoughts about money are inherited by those who raised us? Seeing money being spent a certain way and saved (or not saved) a certain way and it’s easy to follow suit.

Money wasn’t talked about in our house (at least not with the kids). I knew when we had money and things were “okay” because I got to hear “yes” a little more often then the word “no”. How were my thoughts about money shaped by money being a “closed door” topic? Should money matters be discussed with kids? Or is that an adult conversation? What about with teenagers? I not saying parents should bust out with some financial chit-chat and jargon to a couple of 5 year olds but I have to wonder if a conversation or continued conversations about responsible spending and money might be a good idea? My parents told me “no” when it was their money I wanted to spend but when it came to my money, it was my money. Also, my parents probably talked to me about money more than I realized. That’s totally possible. And, maybe I’m hard-headed and had to learn about money by messing up with money. That’s totally possible too.

I learned how to write a check in 7th grade by a teacher with big, curly blonde hair. She had a New York accent and said I was Norwegian once (I’m not). It was exciting to see this sneak into adult life by writing pretend checks in a 3rd floor middle school classroom.

This is what I knew about checkbooks at the time: the checkbook lived in my moms purse, it enabled them to buy groceries, and a maybe a Jaclyn Smith t-shirt from K-mart for the start of school, if I was lucky. I remember wracking my brain trying to figure out how people paid for places to live and food and clothes and cars and everything else. Were they secret millionaires??!! I figured they must be because it just didn’t add up. Money was a complete mystery.

So, how much of it is our responsibility to break free from the financial comfort level we grew up with? What’s the key to changing camps? My classic American thinking tells me that if I can be better I should be better and if I can have more I should have more and bigger and the best because something is wrong if I don’t have that or don’t want that. Not wanting the bigger and the best isn’t even considered as an option by most.

If we’re poor does that mean debt is inevitable? Can we go from being poor to being debt-free? I think so. Can we go from being broke to being debt-free? I know so.

What do you think? What is the difference between being broke and being poor? And, do you think you’re destined to be a certain way financially based on...

As someone who rarely writes reviews, I felt compelled to do so after the horrible customer service and unprofessionalism I’ve experienced this afternoon from the counter person at China King. Upon arrival, I greeted the woman behind the counter with a hello and a smile, and in return I received dead silence and a blank stare. I shook it off, and asked politely if I could just take a quick minute to look over the menu, which in turn she gave me a half head nod as she proceeded to walk away towards the kitchen. Once she returned I placed my order, and she then decides to tell me the price of each of my order items for confirmation before she would even ring it up. At this time I am extremely insulted, and wanted to cancel the order, however I had my child with me, we were famished, and I really wanted to get back home before heavy traffic set in, so I told her the prices were fine and handed her my payment. About 20 minutes later, she handed me my order and I immediately noticed there weren’t any condiments/sauce packets inside the bag. She then asked with a nasty tone “How many do you want?”...of course when I arrived home I discovered there wasn’t a single napkin or plastic utensil in the bag either. The chicken wings were really tasty, but the fried rice lacked flavor and had a mushy texture. I definitely won’t be returning after the unsavory customer service I’ve received at this establishment. To the owner, thank you for response. However, I disagree that I missed the point in expecting polite customer service when patronizing an establishment in the hospitality industry. The fact that your employee refused to greet or welcome me upon entering your establishment far exceeds her refusal to give me a smile. To add insult to injury when she approached the counter and I said hello she literally gave me a blank stare and said nothing. To my understanding, the point was made very clear. We are all very tired, I had a rough day as well, yet I still maintain civility and respect for others. Even though she treated me rudely, I was respectful and maintained a...

We went to dinner & when Our party of 4 arrived at 5:30 ,we decided to sit in the dining room and orderi our food. We were the first orders of the evening as there was noone in the dining room at that time. Soon other people came and filled up the restaurant and ordered their dinner.. We waited 2 hours for our food to arrive.. Everyone else who came in got theirs an hour before our entrees came out. We told the waitress but it didn't do any good. Other parties who arrived much later optimized to get their food. .Ours was nowhere to be found. When we asked if we could talk to the owner, woman came to our table. When we said that we waited 2 hours for our food, she said she was sorry but just shrugged it off like she didn't care at all. It didn't make our food come any faster. We continued to wonder why we were invisible and nobody seemed to care. At least a half hour passed and our food came. When we asked the waitress why it took so long and why everyone else got theirs a hour before we did, she shrugged it off too. Then the check came without us being asked if we would like anything else. It was the most rude thing I had ever seen. They were telling us to get out! Not only had we waited for 2 hours to eat, but the management didn't do anything to rectify the situation. This was the worst experience I have ever had in a restaurant. There are so many wonderful restaurants where the service is good and the establishment is grateful to have you forgot to mention the drinks are over priced here. Don't waste your money at...