Why do I love Japan so much? To be totally and horibbly honest, it’s the fact that at 3 in the morning I can go to the nearest brightly lit convini (convenience store) and buy a super noodle cup, a candy bar and a lemon chu-hi. The convini is there for me like a good, good friend that never lets me down.
Okay, maybe that’s not why I love Japan so much, but it certainly helps. In the US, your local convenience store has nothing but questionable taquitos rotating in a grisly slow death on a filthy grill and nachos whose cheese comes from a ‘bladder.’ Oh, not to mention liquid meth energy drinks and frozen pot pies. Continue reading
Last night at 2:30 AM, another of my gaijin friends left Japan. What can I do to keep them here? He got on a plane with his family back to New Zealand where he will open a convenience store (what I guess they call a ‘dairy’). He figures that it will be more fulfilling than a career as an eikaiwa teacher.
There were serious reasons why he quit actually. There was a ridiculous complaint that was totally unrelated to teaching leveled at him by an unsatisfied customer (oops… I mean student) and his superiors stuck up for him. Kind of. Well, they defended him, reassured the complainer that he’s a good teacher, and then put him on The List. Continue reading