Wednesday - Snowy, with some sun
An odd day.
I got up on time this morning after a pretty good sleep. I checked email, had breakfast and looked for news on TV but didn’t find it. I had just changed into apartment only clothes when F phoned and invited me to lunch. I accepted, and decided that I wouldn’t get a ride back with him. I needed to visit a bank machine so I would have lunch and then go to the machines.
My plan worked well. After a yummy lunch at the Chinese Restaurant that F likes, he left to go back to work, and I finished up. I then walked over to the bank machines, did my stuff and walked home. It was lovely and sunny and around 0 degrees at the time, so warm too. At home, I dropped my bag in the apartment and did a little snow shovelling of F’s space and the area around the door.
I had a quiet afternoon. I watched some TV, I surfed the net and then I watched Miss Marple. F came home in the middle of it and had a nap on the couch. His nap went on rather too long as we were supposed to go to the grocery store to pick up food for our nabe.
We finally went, but it was well after 7 pm. I was taking back the recyclables and of course he didn’t park in a convenient place. Since one of the bags was huge, I didn’t want to walk inside the building. I instead carried it to the far door where the bins are. I didn’t wait for F as I was a bit ticked at him.
I dumped the milk cartons and let him do the meat trays. I asked him about the sign on the top of his bin and he was explaining it when I was distracted by a woman standing beside him staring at me. I looked at her full on. She tried to ask me what country I was from. As I was ticked at F still, and was not too pleased to be approached when I was mid-conversation with my husband, I told her to “Go Away.” She thought I said Norway. Then she asked me something about snow. I just walked away. She might have been a nice person, but her timing was just horrible. Of course, after that, I didn’t feel very comfortable. F was no help, he didn’t even talk about it after that.
We picked up some salmon on sale and some konnyaku noodles, plus a veggie assortment at the store. We also got some hot drink mixes and then went through the checkout.
We came home and F put together the nabe. When it was time to eat I realised that he hadn’t put in the chicken we bought last night, so we had to wait a little longer! Still, the nabe was good. I haven’t enjoyed one with his soup base for a long time, but he did nicely tonight. I did the dishes and then settled in by my computer for a long break!
I did a little crochet tonight at 11 and watched the new season of Private Practice. It was okay.
And that basically was that. It had snowed a lot after I came home from lunch and all the work I had done was undone. I was hoping we’d see a little less snow this year, but I doubt that we will. Anyway, tomorrow I’m off again and I hope to do laundry. What an exciting life I lead! Night.
8 comments:
Seems like she was just being nice with bad timing...
I am asked incessantly in Canada where I am from. This in 2013, and I'm born here. Never treated anyone like that, though...
But it isn't "nice" to butt into other people's conversations, nor to stand there and stare at people (me). Unfortunately many people in Japan have no sense that non-Japanese people are entitled to a private life.
I have a good friend in Canada, born in Canada with Japanese parents, and she gets asked all the time where she's from too.
Thanks for your comment.
Hmm, true that.
Although really, I think it's just something you're not used to on a societal level. For white people, I mean. Culturally, maybe you're just not used to it. You don't see your parents and everyone looking like you go through it growing up, so when you come to Japan it's a shock.
Being intruded upon is rude, but I can imagine telling some clueless white person 'Go Away' in another language and staring at them full-on...
Well, then again you were in the situation and feeling the way you were, I can't be judging.
Nice blog, it's cool you've kept it so long. I read your really retro posts sometimes. It's pretty cool reading about how things were in the late 90s/early 2000s.
But I have lived in other cultures and countries and I have never had people just stare at me like that. If I don't draw the line and stop people who treat me like I'm there for entertainment purposes only, how will they learn that I don't like it? And that maybe, just maybe they are being rude? And that their attention is not welcome.
If I'm approached in the right way, at the right time, I am usually not upset, but in mid conversation with my husband or a friend, leave me alone!
No you're right, if we don't make it clear it's unwelcome the person will just annoy someone else down the road. I hear you.
People definitely stare elsewhere! ;) Man, try being in HK or Egypt. Just so open...no shame. Believe me, Japan is a light offender.
Anyways I think maybe growing up in Canada we felt inferior to white people, so we never dared to tell anyone like this off. I think your approach is better. The next time some clueless annoying white person asks me where I'm from, I think I'll just tell them off. Better to be honest and done with it.
Just be careful if you do that! I prefer to just walk away when I can. North Americans sadly are more aggressive than Japanese people.
I didn't actually say anything too rude to the lady, I just asked her to go away.
I don't want you to get hurt or anything.
Heh yeah you're right. To be honest I wouldn't really do it. I don't like all the open and passive aggressiveness here. Driving is a bloodsport!
Well, night.
NORWAY!!! Hahahahaha! Best post yet!
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