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Post by nikkeisindex on Oct 21, 2021 15:13:21 GMT
Was just reflecting that the sweetest part of working from home is hopping up and hitting the shitter whenever the hell I want. If I finish up and 5 mins later realize in fact I was not quite finished? Not awkward at all; no coworkers to view me immediately run back into the Special Place.
This reminded me of teaching at a high school in Tokyo. The other teacher and I started halfway through the year, which is unusual; the other teachers must have coordinated their dual quitting? I dunno. Anyway it was all last minute and we got no kind of introduction, welcoming, or training.
So like a dumbass I wait until I urgently have to shit between classes to be like oh fuck, I don't know where to go. Certainly there is a teachers' only crapper where the punks can't get to and mock me and my foreign bowels but it's too late, I don't know where it is and there's no time to figure it out.
So I bust into the boy's room and the kids have never seen anything funnier. Not only is a teacher in the kid's shitter but it's the barely literate dumbass American "English" "teacher." Howls. Maxing out my comprehension I can hear a kid go into the stall next to me and start yelling "OH MY FUCKING GOD THE SHIT IS STREAMING OUT OF MY ASS IN AN UNCONTROLLABLE FOUNTAIN OF FILTH."
So I'm like, okay, this is not correct.
Follow the thought experiment. What do I have to do? Well, I have to walk back into the teachers' room later and -- no Japanese person would need to formulate these sentences much less contemplate the appropriate hierarchical grammar, "Hello, I believe there is a rest room that the students do not go into and can someone please direct me to it so that I may evacuate my bowels without teenage mockery, yoroshiku onegaishimasu?"
They're like "WTF dum dum, it's that one there." Which is unlabeled, it's just "Everyone knows."
Well, I wasn't everyone, that's why teenagers made fun of me trying to take a crap.
Fuck.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Oct 21, 2021 23:34:11 GMT
Good idea for a thread. I'm sure I can chunder out some shockers later. Poop stories seem to have a way of lodging their way in and taking up residence in the ol' memory.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Oct 22, 2021 10:37:51 GMT
Always recall one weird episode from back in my eikaiwa days "team teaching" with a Japanese teacher.
Group of wee kids, maybe 9 or 10 years old, sitting in a semi circle facing us, maybe 10 of them. While J-teacher is yakking away I can see from the corner of my eye one wee bloke assiduously making eye contact with me while his hand goes down the back of his strides to have a scratch. Fine, you grotty little cunt. I'll just pretend not to notice and make a mental note not to shake your fucken hand anytime soon.
Anyway, this arse fossicking goes on. Still foraging away back there, he thinks he's got me scoped as having not noticed anything untoward and will presumably whip his hand out if I look at him. I don't look at him. Then I peripherally see him sniffing his fingers. Then the hand goes back down the back of his pants. Then another sniff.
Then just as I finally do look at him, he eats it.
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Post by nikkeisindex on Oct 22, 2021 12:51:39 GMT
Top quality tale.
Another, which should possibly go under Woke Training for Us Neanderthal Cunts, they just threw me into the Special Ed class. I have no training for this and obviously the Japanese staff didn't either. The PE teacher wanted a break.
So I go in this room and they just chuck all the off kids into the same group, so it's grade one through one million, and I go into panic mode. What's the fake English teacher's best friend? Bingo.
I ask the PE teacher (seriously they just made the gym teacher deal with the special needs kids) "Can they read?"
Because I'm not totally dumb or insensitive; I don't want to set this group up for a challenge they for sure can not do. Who wins there?
Reply: "Yatte mite" which you may know basically is "Fucked if I know, try it and see."
Well, I have pretty low standards for my "job" but that is not good enough.
So I made a bingo game with pictures.
Also did a game where you roll a giant fluffy die and you sing "Head shoulders knees and toes" the number of times the die reflects.
MAD HIT.
I got through the entire 55 minutes with not only no tears but wild genuine excitement.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Oct 22, 2021 23:29:13 GMT
the Special Ed class. I have no training for this I've been doing this all day Fridays for the last 15 years and STILL have no training for this. WfT. So I made a bingo game with pictures. Also did a game where you roll a giant fluffy die and you sing "Head shoulders knees and toes" the number of times the die reflects. MAD HIT. I got through the entire 55 minutes with not only no tears but wild genuine excitement. Top work .Bet you paid for it after though having expended about 3 nuclear reactors worth of energy in that 1 class.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Oct 31, 2021 6:04:26 GMT
One I recall is this co-worker fella at an eikaiwa who was a male model (6"8), obviously incredibly handsome, but, sadly for dem ladies, and, completely unthethered to this story, gay.
Anyway, he got ratshit pissed one night and got a cab home. Got off at the wrong place, key wouldne work in the lock so, in a drunken stupor, Big Handsome Steve smashed the window, went inside and promptly fell asleep on the floor. I can only imagine the flat owners TERROR at having a 6 foot 8 gaijin clambering into their house then falling asleep.
Anyway, the Prez of the Engrish skool had to bail the pisshead out of the cop shop the next morning.
We never saw the dude again.
Hopefully, the flat tenant is still seeing window-smashing corrosively-handsome Big Handsome Steve in her nightmares.
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Post by nikkeisindex on Nov 4, 2021 13:08:18 GMT
I know I've heard less dramatic versions like go home, wrong floor, get frustrated, sleep outside door, awkward neighbor steps over you in morning.
Another time I left my friend at god only knows 1 am, probably around last train, and got a message the next morning he was in Yoyogi Park. I realized hmm, the chances that you made it home, slept, woke up, left the house, and went to Yoyogi are pretty slim. I feel like you just woke up there, so I went to visit and was in fact correct. Good times! Japan safety country.
But these are not really that bad. You can behave like a homeless alcoholic and as long as you hold down some kind of job no one seems to give a crap.
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Post by beta on Nov 5, 2021 19:53:13 GMT
Waking up in somebody's else's house is often awkward. Drinking hard but waking up early enough to get out of a stranger's house before the cops come is not fun. However, when enough time has passed it is a good laugh. Yoyogi fucking park? Safety country comes through again. Safer in a park than in my rabbit hutch surrounded by lunatic neighbors trying to get me thrown out of the apartment. Fuckheads. Too many fuckheads.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2021 9:01:21 GMT
......don't have much to add to this thread........great topic by the way.........
Benny got saddled teaching a bunch of young kids.One kid's name was Shouta.Every time Benny called out his name he would stand up,proudly proclaim "I am Shouta!" and then run head on into the nearest wall.Whack!And down he went.Fuck me.WTF is this shit?
Anyway,the kid was alright.One of the other kid's said he does this all the time.Sure enough he did too.Was glad when that gig ended.Rather mundane compared to you other lads.Guess Benny had a rather quiet run in the Eikaiwa game.
The only other thing was some company decided that they would hold 4 hour classes.Yes that's right.Four fucking hours!Did that for a short time & got the fuck out of there.
Been teaching privately now for over 20 years.Fuck that edutainment shit..........Benny out.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Nov 6, 2021 9:42:14 GMT
ha, reminds me of another stoopid eikaiwa one.
Way back in the day was supposed to be "team teaching" with a Japanese woman but she was crook so I did the class myself. Kids asked where the j-teacher was and I blurted out "...ah, she went to pachinko for the day".
Anyway, thought nothing of it, class went fine.
Then the next week I went into work and there was a very stern little note in my file from the big boss which read something like this: Fucken gullible little reatards.
I still have that note around here somewhere. One of my most treasured possessions. Might even get it framed. Maybe with a little marble plaque underneath it to commemmorate Go Fuck Yourself You Gullible Little Shitheads Day.
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Post by sukebegg on Nov 6, 2021 9:58:22 GMT
Ah well, toilets...I was lucky that my main JET HS had a western one in the staff bathroom although I sometimes caught students who had gone to the nurse for a tummy ache using it. (Pro tip: I have eaten mostly oatmeal with prunes in it for the vast majority of my life, and cannot only shudder at hearing stories of people caught with the urge at 3 pm somewhere. Things usually get evacuated safely at home soon after waking.) But the Kogyo HS I worked at some times did not have such luxuries (90% boys and all) and I was caught needing the facilities, middle of a "prep period" so I manned up and squatted. Plop plop and I was relieved to have navigated the whole squatting thing until I noticed my aim the other way was a bit off and there was a slight creek of urine going out under the stall door, so I jumped up and grabbed as much TP as possible to mop it up. Barely got it all before the bell!
Also at Kogyo, again, 90% boys, chatting with some kids in the hall under some stairs when they suddenly say to me, "Look up!" I look up just as a pair of the few girls are going up the stairs above "See it??!! PAN-CHI-RA ahahahahahahah!!!" My English supervisor happens to pass by, "What's so funny ?" "We just taught Greg-Sensei PANCHIRA ahahahaha"
I also managed to teach some 10th graders "Sukatoro purei" - I guess I assumed they knew it!
A senior girl developed some crazy crush on me, so much so that even her homeroom teacher knew about it. I lived about 50 m from the entrance road to the school, so all the kids knew where I lived but were completely respectful for the most part. However, a few days after New Years, I am enjoying a nice hot ofuroo when I hear the clop-clop of girl's shoes coming up the stairs, the doorbell a few times, and then something going in the mail slot - a New Years card from crush girl. ugh. A few days after school restarts, I am leaving school early, at the genkan door when crush-girl shouts at me from the shoe-changing dais, "Did you get my card??" "Yes, thank you...I was in the bath tub when you came by the other night..." The Kyoto Sensei comes around the corner to hear the last part and just double-takes at the whole situation and continues on...
Do-enaka JET parties at huge dilapidated houses that could hold 30 JETS and 50 locals...trouble a-brewing. These photos are from one at a CIR's house...
NOT HS students! Rather, Joshi Tandaisei...
This slight Wolverhampton lad got picked up by a 6'5" Ozzie swimmer who promptly dropped him on some concrete. To the local hospital and back to catch the rest of the party...
Relief from the late summer heat during Bunkasai...
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Post by nikkeisindex on Nov 6, 2021 16:14:16 GMT
Killer photos, I wish I had more. My early laptop got liberated by US customs when I tried to mail my possessions home. I forgot America sucks.
I have posted this somewhere before but it's pretty fun. All the bad ones come from my early AEON/Interac days by the way, I worked at nice places that I have nothing to complain about the majority of the time I was there.
At AEON we had this one batshit crazy student who just bitched constantly, just for one example, at one of our enforced fun Saturday evening drinking parties she started complaining like mad the following Monday that she wasn't in charge of processing the bill and collecting the money from everyone... Anyway, it's pretty hard to get kicked out of AEON, they'll take ANYONE but she was such a pain they told her that's it, you're done. At the end of this contract, you are not renewing -- essentially, congrats, you managed to get banned from AEON.
So who's problem is she now? Yes of course, the foreign teachers. Because she is still coming to classes for the rest of her contract, dramatic goodbyes to the other students, etc.
They had... I forget what they called it, like counseling or whatever (which this lady needed but not in an eikaiwa) where she's in the room with 1 Japanese person for a check-in or I guess probably normally to pressure students into signing up for more classes, I don't know, but it was not going well so in an unprecedented move they started sending the foreign teachers in the room for the "counseling." Me and one other guy are sitting there and she starts basically hyperventilating, kind of bouncing up and down, and finally launches herself off the chair and I think into a wall? Anyway, STUDENT DOWN!
We walk out and inform the Japanese staff of the situation who, of course, have no idea what to do and call 911 (119). Sure enough we hear sirens approaching from the distance. My final memory of this is walking down the hall with a couple of 5 year olds as about a dozen fully uniformed Japanese paramedics rushed in and carted the lady out on a stretcher.
I believe that was her final appearance on the AEON premises.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Nov 6, 2021 21:19:37 GMT
At AEON we had this one batshit crazy student who just bitched constantly, just for one example, at one of our enforced fun Saturday evening drinking parties she started complaining like mad the following Monday that she wasn't in charge of processing the bill and collecting the money from everyone... Anyway, it's pretty hard to get kicked out of AEON, they'll take ANYONE but she was such a pain they told her that's it, you're done. At the end of this contract, you are not renewing -- essentially, congrats, you managed to get banned from AEON. So who's problem is she now? Yes of course, the foreign teachers. Because she is still coming to classes for the rest of her contract, dramatic goodbyes to the other students, etc. They had... I forget what they called it, like counseling or whatever (which this lady needed but not in an eikaiwa) where she's in the room with 1 Japanese person for a check-in or I guess probably normally to pressure students into signing up for more classes, I don't know, but it was not going well so in an unprecedented move they started sending the foreign teachers in the room for the "counseling." Me and one other guy are sitting there and she starts basically hyperventilating, kind of bouncing up and down, and finally launches herself off the chair and I think into a wall? Anyway, STUDENT DOWN! We walk out and inform the Japanese staff of the situation who, of course, have no idea what to do and call 911 (119). Sure enough we hear sirens approaching from the distance. My final memory of this is walking down the hall with a couple of 5 year olds as about a dozen fully uniformed Japanese paramedics rushed in and carted the lady out on a stretcher. I believe that was her final appearance on the AEON premises. Wow. It's a tough field but I think this mad slag may have just won The Alltime Eikaiwa Princess Lifetime Drama Queen Award
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Post by beta on Nov 8, 2021 22:24:03 GMT
I cannot stop crying. What a fucking princess! Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Gasp. Plop. Dead.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Nov 9, 2021 9:18:11 GMT
Didnt have the heart to correct this little girl. Just quietly collected the papers at the end of class. "But sensei, how will they ever learn, if not from their mistakes?"Not for me to answer. I'm not a real teacher.
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Post by nikkeisindex on Nov 9, 2021 18:12:22 GMT
Send to the guy doing the interview in the Woke Training thread...
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Post by nikkeisindex on Jan 4, 2022 19:46:04 GMT
This one just popped in my head. God, AEON was so weird and I was too young to know any better, which I think is an integral part of their business model.
For whatever reason, it was highly frowned upon that I study Japanese.
Why?
Jesus Christ, who fucking knows, design your own conspiracy theory.
At any rate I was sitting, on my sanctioned official "break" and studying and was told I could not study Japanese on the premises -- ever.
I said "But it's my break, right?"
"Yes."
"So... I can leave, right?"
"Yes."
Okay. If your program is you want me to leave and buy a coffee at Starbucks so I can sit there and study..... you pay me enough that this isn't a concern.
Of course a prospective student shows up -- on some level everyone knows "we" (legitimate foreigners) are the product. They would absolutely interrupt my officially sanctioned "break" so that I would woo a prospective new student except guess what, dumbass, you chased me out of the building because I was trying to study your dumbass language.
Ohhhhhhh God, the joy and relief I felt leaving that job. One of the best feelings of all time.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Jan 4, 2022 23:13:25 GMT
Guess they dont want you pilfering enough students to start your own school and thus totally rogering theirs? Or you rooting too many clients I mean students?
People talk about this as an actual thing and I was skeptical but I'll never forget my last day at an eikaiwa yonks ago and walking out and as I walked down the stairs just this insane weight that felt like it was physically coming off my shoulders and me thinking holy fucking giddy shitballs I dont have to do that bullshit anymore... just the weirdest most surprising feeling and I still remember thinking right then holy shit this is an actual thing....
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Post by sukebegg on Jan 5, 2022 0:10:15 GMT
I realized pretty quickly on JET that the thinking is, just put a foreigner in front of the kids and all that awesome English kyoiku they have received will magically click and, boom, fluent English speakers. However, they had given us a two-week intensive Japanese class in August, so I was off and running, and after having studied Spanish and living in Mexico for five years, I knew I had to start practicing as much as possible. I could tell teachers cringed as I got better and started nikaiwa-ing with my students. The previous JET had bailed part way through her second year (a kiwi lady of course) so they kinda had to walk on eggshells with me... Also, I think Interac actually set up some free Japanese classes for us...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2022 3:41:16 GMT
.........Benny remembers singing or humming that song,"Take this job and shove it!".......as he left a shit hole eikaiwa for the last time........it felt so damn good.........so yeah.....it's an "actual thing" chief.
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Post by nikkeisindex on Jan 5, 2022 21:51:00 GMT
Totally is. I had another awful job here in the states with one lady in particular I just was not able to work with. Writing was on the wall; I was not going to last at this job. Oddly they loved me after 1 year, big raise, bonus, all positive feedback. I didn't change, I really don't know what did but it was meeting after meeting, email about the meeting, meeting about the email, document my made up goals and a 6 stage process to "big picture thinking," etc, etc.
Whoooo boy when I left and realized I never had to interact with those people again for any reason and they were forever unrelated to my daily tasks and pay? Absolutely great feeling. I went for a walk on a weekday at 3 pm and just breathed thinking about how I'd normally be sitting in that awful office til 5 for no reason, then also working Saturday from home...
And now I have a good job! I work for people I like! When we hang out it doesn't feel like work! I lucked out.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Jan 9, 2022 1:23:03 GMT
One goddamn peculiar one that still vaguely weirds me out happened in my first month at a uni job, years ago, in one of the thickest uni's in town. The kind of place where any one class required so much energy to get the Engrish through to these numbskulls that just one class would leave you mentally knackered for the rest of the day. The gas pumpers of tomorrow. These kids had no business matriculating and were basically just there to extend their high school club sports team fantasies.
I barely knew what I was doing in a uni class and, looking back now, was still too much in "please the customer" eikaiwa mode. Anyway, there was this boyband looking kid who was dumb as mince but, weirdly enough - very fuckign weirdly - wrote in painstakingly beautiful cursive. I'll never forget it. Just why, I wanted to ask him. You barely speak English, you're dumb as hell, you can't string a fucken sentence together and you never will, so why did you bother to learn to write like this?
Anyway, I can't remember why but one day the kid went ballistic at me in Japanese in front of the whole class. Waving his script in front of me and berating me, I guess irate at some correction I'd made? I was flustered and didn't know what he was complaining about with 30 boy band/idol wannabe drongos staring at me. Cunt probably saw I was too "nice" and a soft touch and thought he'd try it on. I think he wanted to go to the main office with me during class to protest some syntactical injustice? Or maybe it was the other way around, me that wanted to escort him out? I cant fucken remmeebr. Anyway, I couldnt just leave the class munters sitting there while we traipsed off through the uni halls but our communication impasse meant I failed to relay this to him.
Bugger me, he was livid. I can't for the life of me recall what was wrong with his paper. Maybe I never knew? Maybe I miscorrected part of his florally ornate cursive?
Fuck the main office I was actually thinking about stepping him outside and just beating the tar out of him. The memorable part for me was, in the class, i knew I couldnt get angry at him or get into a slanging match in front of the other kids. They'd report me within femtoseconds and big scary gaijin apeman would be sacked by lunchtime. And i think boybandboy knew this and knew he had me over a barrel so felt he had free reign to let me have it. Seemed very goddamn un-Japanese to me which is maybe why I was so flustered.
Daft nothing of a story and can't even recall how it was resolved now. But it is the only time a student has ever raised their voice to me in class. Maybe that's why it's lodged in my brain. I'd love to run into the cunt, probably now in his mid-30's, and ask him if he still maintained his beautifully-appointed cursive between shifts at the gasorin stando.
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Post by nikkeisindex on Jan 15, 2022 18:09:57 GMT
I had a couple kids kind of like that but not to that extent. But one of my last jobs was at a private high school. I will give the hiring company some credit for giving us some fairly straight talk like why are these kids in a private HS? Could be any number of reasons: Income, commute, grades, disciplinary problems, either end of bullying, etc -- any reason you'd need to transfer schools. For the most part, most kids were really nice. They don't give a shit about learning English and I don't give a shit about teaching it -- let's get through this. I'm not just teaching what is on the test, I'm teaching the exact phrasing and multiple choices of what is on the test. A couple of these guys were just these cocky spoiled aloof fucks who seemed to want to establish that they didn't need to kowtow to me, etc. Look buddy. I'm hungover and here for 3 hours. I don't need to win and I certainly don't need for you to respect me. Just kind of cooperate and play the game. I'm trying to give you an A for doing very little...
[The rare kid, so like... less than 1 in 100 who seemed like she/he wanted to speak English I would always take a little time out, try not to embarrass them, but speak to a little bit and try to teach them something useful.]
Oh I had this other guy at my private lesson who just was focused on naughty language. So gently push the book aside and ask about crap or poo-poo or who knows what. Usually this is not good for me. If the boss lady wanders by and I'm in there going "Fuck your mother's cunt," no one wins.
Anyway this guy rolls in and tells an anecdote climaxing in "SON OF A DICK!"
I was like ok.
Let's put this on the board and get this right...
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Feb 1, 2022 2:40:42 GMT
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Feb 7, 2022 1:13:15 GMT
One from years back I've shelved away in the tiny recesses of my mind. Tough to type it out without painting me in a pedo light but I'll do my very, very best to be The Hero of my own narrative. The daft episode only lasted about 10 seconds but was a WEIRD one.
I was in the burbs at one of the converted houses used for afterskool delinquent/mental/adhd/hikikomori/truant kids. The room is a zoo. The kids drop in there and the place is a blur. Maybe 10-15 hyperactive young teens all talking at once, climbing the walls, the tables, tooling around with whatever card games/property destruktionne was on their agenda for that day. My Engrish class consisted of mooring myself at my section of the table amidst the maelstrom and hopefully snaring the attention of 2 or 3 of them to peddle my bullshit Engrish wares for an hour.
Anyway, as usual the kids are all over me. Constant arm wrestling challenges etc. if there's 15 kids in the room there's at least 4 staff doing damage limitation. Anyway, there's one kid leaning on my shoulders, girls voice didnt recognise, no big deal, I sort of pry her off and plough on trying to focus on whatever the fuck is going on with the Engrish. Then I sort of realise she's grinding her boobs against my back and her groin too and she is starting to moan in a sexual manner OH SHIT this aint some little girl where the fuck are the staff? Anyway, I managed to pry her off me and sort of saw her being escorted out by staff. Never saw her again. Never really saw who she was actually, no idea what she looked like or her age. Maybe 14?
I realise now that, as a mental, in the throes of her natural young teen hormonal activity, her response was completely uninhibited. She was bonkers and didnt know how to give a shit that her behavior was a wee bit of a no-no in society. Without the constraints of societal mores would all young people give in to their urges like this? WFactualTT.
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Post by nikkeisindex on Feb 12, 2022 15:59:42 GMT
Lord this one lady at my eikaiwa (fully formed adult) would show up in the TINIEST "honey nut cheerios" shirt, certainly child-sized. Everyone lost it, all the foreign staff were just like "Jesus Christ, no bra."
There were times when I'd be teaching "teaching" 5 incredibly attractive women and I'd think.... I get paid for this?
Back to the HS. The girls would ask "Do you have a girlfriend" which I think qualified as hilarious on several levels for them: 1) We're making funny English 2) We're not doing the lesson 3) We're harassing the male teacher
Sure sure, it was my only chance as a white straight male to be a victim.
There isn't really a good answer.
1) HEY! I take this class really seriously and you need to button down and focus up! -- no 2) No, I'm single, what's up -- no 3) Yes, I have like 5 wives, they're all American, we eat KFC -- no
So they're kind of clever because they've successfully disrupted the lesson.
I'm not a professional teacher but I just tried to jump the conclusion, yes, I have a girlfriend her name is Yamaguchi Keiko (true story but it's the name of like 1/2 the females in the country so whatever) and they'd go "Ah!!!! Oh!!! Japanese!!!" then kind of run out of gas and we'd do the lesson.
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Post by nikkeisindex on Feb 12, 2022 16:18:12 GMT
I can't believe I don't have a link for this, I'm an idiot, but we did a whole promo video for one particular show which involved me as the yakuza boss giving some commands, shot in and around Koenji, with our female friends dressed to the 9s, fishnets, leotards, heels, who knows what, heavy heavy makeup, and we went into a convenience store either as a part of the shoot or just to get some water/beer and oh hello, it's my former freshman HS student working the register.
uhhhh..... I have no idea how to account for these 2 worlds colliding.
Never heard about it, he probably put it out of his mind as quickly as I did.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Feb 12, 2022 23:02:09 GMT
ha, my go-to with this one is a bemused "I have many wives", said as if it's just the norm in my culture. Lord this one lady at my eikaiwa (fully formed adult) would show up in the TINIEST "honey nut cheerios" shirt, certainly child-sized. Everyone lost it, all the foreign staff were just like "Jesus Christ, no bra." Damn, I think every place has 1 like this. I like to think I can compartmentalise the cock and its little rodeo brain very well in class and there's only ever been 1 lady who went full cockbrain override and I just could not quell the images of The Rut from my stag mind. It was at a music uni and she was training to be an opera singer or something. But she werent no fat lady. No classical beauty either. But from the neck down... plus she would inexplicably turn up dressed to class in those Juliannas body con dresses. I think she knew what she had. An implausibly tiny waist which accentuated a posterior which seemed to have been mailordered directly from Satan's workshop. No one ever said anything and she tried to mix in with the other mere mortals but even the other spunks in class seemed were wary of her, like "damn bish why you gotta be shaming our human physiques with that hourglass ho arse". There was really no avoiding the elephant in the room. She was utterly built by Jesus and Satan with one objective in mind; The Rut.
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nikkeisindex
in the market for yet another kaftan
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Post by nikkeisindex on Oct 19, 2022 22:52:59 GMT
I might have talked about some of this before but you know, bear with me.
I did AEON for 2.5 years and they didn't renew my contract. I don't know what's more ridiculous, that they felt the need to "fire" me or that I didn't understand I should have filed for unemployment. Oh God, I have done so many dumb things in my life. That ended in Feb, and my shiny new job with Interac started in April, great.
Went home, spent all my money, came back, earning nothing, paid to go to full time Japanese classes (total joke), didn't realize say Interac starts 4/1, I get paid 5/31.
Amazing.
Guys, I don't have an extra month's income sitting around, this is a serious problem for me.
I crammed on the Chuo line every morning, never really had to take the rush hour into Shinjuku at any other time, that was to the Saiko line (?) to get out to inaka to be on time at 8:30.
It may not technically be summer enough for me to be off, but man it is hot enough for this guy's ass to be rammed into my crotch with no escape. Neither of us like it, that's just how it was. I'd RUN the 25 min walk to my school because I was going to be late, dashing in my with my special "school shoes" (converse) untied, laces flapping in the breeze for the 8:30 meeting, thank god! Bell!
Now I'm on time for the morning meeting, thank god, because at 8:35 I'm on time to.... sit there til 4:30 or whatever.
One time I was unarguably late and they made me make up the time.
Please reflect deeply on that.
I don't do anything. I had to make up time not doing anything.
I was thinking like... okay, I mean, this is my job, I am paid, and I was late.
But you pretty much know I don't do anything from 8:30 - 4:30, so what do you think is going to happen between 4:30 and 4:45?
This seems really unnecessarily punitive.
Also because I don't get paid til 2 full months til after I've been working I literally run cash between ATMs to get my rent in.
Exactly how that worked or why/how I did that, I don't remember, but I do remember thinking hmm, here I am, busy making up work time by not working and it's probably going to cost me more in late rent fees and hassle than I'm being paid for.
Totally fucking bizarre job. The funny thing is people think they want to be paid to do nothing and when you're busy at work you're like yeah jesus, quit whining. But on a daily basis having to sit somewhere and be paid to be on time for no activity is a fucking bummer.
People actually like to feel like they're earning the money they are paid. I think. I mean if you offered to match my salary for me to do nothing I'd still take you up on it.
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Post by Dr W.F.T Blundershart III on Oct 20, 2022 9:28:53 GMT
Exactly how that worked or why/how I did that, I don't remember, but I do remember thinking hmm, here I am, busy making up work time by not working and it's probably going to cost me more in late rent fees and hassle than I'm being paid for. Totally fucking bizarre job. The funny thing is people think they want to be paid to do nothing and when you're busy at work you're like yeah jesus, quit whining. But on a daily basis having to sit somewhere and be paid to be on time for no activity is a fucking bummer. People actually like to feel like they're earning the money they are paid. I think. I mean if you offered to match my salary for me to do nothing I'd still take you up on it. Had a Jnr High job like that. The daft shits would schedule me for 1st period then fucking 4th period or some shit I so had to sit around in the staff room for HOURS. Not a fun hangout place. A pall of silent leaden fear hanging over the room. Just kept my nose down and read my novels.
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