tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20006571.post4145944592382126393..comments2024-03-27T11:29:55.430+09:00Comments on Living La Vida Loca In Japan: August 10, 2017Helenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00476943539943172099noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20006571.post-55837773774490011932017-08-13T23:11:31.215+09:002017-08-13T23:11:31.215+09:00Your essays are always welcome :-)
You basically ...Your essays are always welcome :-)<br /><br />You basically got to the heart of what I was thinking...if it is a mutually interesting exchange...or heck even if I'm out and about when I'm "on" but why should I feel obligated to "chat" when I'm not "on"?<br /><br />I'm sorry that you had the second encounter. I wonder if the people who "interrogate" us have any idea how it feels to be on the receiving end of the questions?<br /><br />Thanks for visiting :-)Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00476943539943172099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20006571.post-78716437552932698262017-08-13T22:40:58.434+09:002017-08-13T22:40:58.434+09:00I always find I get bothered more on national holi...I always find I get bothered more on national holidays than other times of the year by people who want to know where I am from. Today there were two instances. The first a museum attendant enquired what languages my baby understood, I didn't really want to be the entertainment but said a few words, then she said she had lived in Germany for 40 years and had recently moved to the area and we had a nice conversation about international families and Germany where .i have lived. That was a mutually satisfying exchange. Then she changed location and the next person came along and called my kids half, which is a derogatory word in Australia and the Uk, not sure about other places, and she asked to hold the baby who was relaxing in her seat, she would have cried if i had taken her out and given her to a stranger so I just ignored the request, said the minimum and moved on. Then at the local temple. I had left my in-laws holding my baby when i came back a local person was asking them 20 questions about us, she was enjoying it, they were answering quietly for me, i just waited to go. The woman kept the flow of questions coming looking at us like we were i don't know what, she was looking us up and down and asked my son his name, he didn't want to say wondering who she was but did in the end. We all wanted to go. I could tell my in-laws were abit bemusedby the questions and we excused ourselves and left. If it is a mutually interesting exchange I will engage but if it is inconvenient, annoying, invasive, I don't want to encourage it. It's like strangers demanding your time and attention regardless of your situation. I prefer to stay home on holidays because of it. Sorry this is an essay. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15026333436686372284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20006571.post-75885911764796167782017-08-11T10:01:00.984+09:002017-08-11T10:01:00.984+09:00Why? Because it really is none of the person-at-t...Why? Because it really is none of the person-at-the-next-table's business where I am from. I was having a family meal with my husband and mother in law, wasn't and didn't make eye contact with the man and in no way invited a conversation with him. <br /><br />He wasn't trying to get to know me and he was with a big group of his own. I don't feel that I should be coup that needs to be counted every time some drunk guy gets nosey.<br /><br /><br />Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00476943539943172099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20006571.post-5975179714272581212017-08-11T08:26:52.388+09:002017-08-11T08:26:52.388+09:00Why do you find someone asking where you are from ...Why do you find someone asking where you are from annoying? Why not just be polite and answer?Supagaijinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13471892508572204945noreply@blogger.com