It seems people in Japan no longer care about perverts... or else the perverts no longer care about putting effort into their work because I have not seen one lady have her bum groped on a train.
According to my first year textbook, this was apparently a frequent occurrence in Japan and as such the lack of groping has made me somewhat disappointed or else dismayed that a supposedly factual book could lie to me in such a way. (see below for accurate snapshot of said textbook)
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| gropey grope |
The ladies only carriages too seem to now be a thing of the past, apparently there are too many people wanting to commute every morning that it would be unfair that the ladies get a train carriage all to themselves to avoid the lustrous hands of lonely office workers... it seem creepy men have decided that room on the train > ladies bottoms and instead everybody of all genders (man woman or otherwise) just crams themselves into luggage racks or wherever they can fit.
Nevertheless, the signs remain, reminding us of a better time, a time when men were interested in ladies and not just the extra centimetre of space they can use to play 'puzzle dragon' in on the tube. (in actuality i'm glad my peachy bottom has remained ungroped, I'm just grumpy that I can't have extra room on the train anymore *sob*)
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| Those were the days. |
This post is going to be sporadic, there is absolutely no segue here just a random jump in topic. Here goes; we played that game with the sticky notes, where you tape them to your head.
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| Who am I? |
You know the one, where you have to guess which celebrity / tangentially famous cartoon character / communist dictator's name is written on the post-it by asking yes / no questions. (for example you say 'Am I Mufasa?' and i say 'yes! that was a quick game....')
Well here's what I got:
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| Sigh. |
Those who know me will know that this was very irksome. Even so far as I decided to throw my 1 direction stress cube at the floor a few times. (edit: I just read this back and it sounds like i'm a massive fangirl who has such strong preferences for specific
The last completely unrelated point, come in the form of ending on a high note. The other day in Shinjuku, I got (basically) free sushi! This was because it seems the cashiers here in Japan can't count to 3 correctly and instead mistake it for the number 4. This addition stupidity is all the more ridiculous seeing that it is policy here to count out the change bills in front of the customer to prevent mistakes.... and he still got it wrong.
So basically, in the sushi place, the food goes round and round in circles and I haphazardly grab at my food before it escapes around the corner once again. Despite my chasm of a stomach however, I only bought around 1000yen worth of sushi >_<... after filling up the rest of my belly space by drinking the free green tea by the barrel I then sloshed my way to the till to pay the bill. The cost turned out to be 960yen and I paid with a 5000yen note.... I then received 4940yen change.....so I'll definitely be going there again!!!! That is unless they remember me as the sneaky foreign change thief..... My conclusion is; I think the sushi lord was smiling on me that day, thanking me for consuming delicious salmon, or else it was definitely ... SUSHI O CLOCK!!
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| It's sushi time! |
Barney is NOT gay - ps love feeding the koi
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