Be gentle...

Ah, life goes on in Japan. This has been an interesting week so far. After not doing anything special or going out at all on my weekend (thursday and Friday) I went out the last two work nights, and there is a slight possibility that I will go Karaoke tonight. Who knows. Although, I believe that the most interesting thing (and the thing that inspired this entry) happened today during my follow up training. We were all sitting around half listening to the man explain some various/boring aspects of the job. In the background there is music playing. I was thinking, "hey I reckognize this song. Oh man what is this? Wait, I know..." I looked around the room with a puzzled expression, and meet a few other confused faces, as though everyone was saying "is this what I think it is?" Then the lyrics kicked in over the PA, "you don't always have to fuck her hard, in fact sometimes thats not right to do." Keep in mind that we were in the middle of a school, a school that teaches many children to speak english. I doubt that this was the kind of english that parents had in mind for their kids. Yes, they had "Fuck Her Gently" by Tenacious D, on the stereo. It was good for a laugh, which I think confused the guy who was training us. We didn't explain it, why ruin the mystery.

The beginning, long overdue

Welcome ladies and gentlemen to On becoming a robot. Finally, after a month and a half of cyber withdrawal we have gotten the internet hooked up. Where to begin... I have decided not to post the giant entry, anyone who wants it, I would be happy to email it to you. It is three pages single spaced and about a month out of date. So where to begin... Man, it has been a busy month. Japan is a wild country. You always have to take your shoes off in houses, and sometimes at work. Speaking of work, I had to work yesterday in a Typhoon. The word Typhoon used to be synonymous with pleasant breezes in Ray's basement. Now I associate it with hellish working conditions, I was soaked by the time I got to work yesterday. Soaked and angry. I had kids training and the way that works is they just have you play the games they play in kids training. Not exactly what I feel like doing when I am soaking wet in slacks, a shirt, and tie. Not to mention that there were 12 of us, in a small room with the door closed and the a/c broken. It was fun. Overall, though, it is a super easy job, I just talk to people all day. Thats about it really. I mean there is more but I can't think of it right now. Thats pretty sad really. A whole month in a different country and the best that I can come up with is a short story about working in a typhoon.