When I first heard about The Adventures of Johnny Bunko, to say I was skeptical would be an understatement. I mean, it’s a career guide in the form of a manga or comic book – depending on which term you are familiar with.
From what I understand, career guides are supposed to be big serious books that you read at the library during the last years of high school. Or possibly when you are just starting out in your career and in need of some sound advice. The career guides I’m used to echo what counselors and my parents told me as I graduated high school – make a plan, choose something safe like accounting or business and then, work hard. In all that advice from the experts, no one ever mentioned anything about job satisfaction or actually liking your job.
And then we come to the simple fact that this book is a manga. Confession time: I have never sat down and read a comic book, Japanese or American. To my thinking, comics are frivolous and only for kids. Real adults don’t read them, despite what you may see on the trains in Japan.
But wait a minute, let’s think about this…career guides are usually boring and useless because of outdated information and no fun to use; young people need career guidance more than any other segment of the population; and young people seem to love the ease of reading comic books.
Well, what do you know? This book sounds like it could be on to something. After reading it, I can gladly tell you that the author, New York Times best-seller Daniel H. Pink, and artist, Rob Ten Pas, have put together something special. Yes it’s the first American business book in manga, but its much more than that.
It might just be the perfect guidebook for people thinking about their future or current careers. If I had any say in the matter, it would become required reading for all high school students. I wish someone would have given me a copy when I was younger.
Pink says he was inspired to create the book after seeing how Japanese tear through manga. He was quoted as saying people were “racing through it, devouring it. Coming from prose, I’d love to see someone read my stuff with that greedy speed.”
He also said that manga, contrary to my original thinking, “is a very potent way to tell stories, convey ideas, and give advice in a world where people have limited time and attention spans.”
In talking about the types of career guides I am used to, Pink said, “Career books in the United States are painfully, alarmingly out of sync with the times. They’re packed with information that’s outdated before it’s even published. What they want from a book is what they can’t get from the Internet: strategic lessons, broad lessons, those things that elude Google-ing.”
And that is exactly what the book gives the reader. Yes, it takes less than an hour to read, and yes, if you really wanted to, you could flip to the last page and see a list of the six key points, but that is not the point. This is a book that you actually tear through and along the way, learn some valuable lessons.
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Sunday, October 26
Monday, October 6
Traveling man
Yes, I was in Honolulu – and no, I wasn't happy about it. My direct flight to Minneapolis quickly spiraled into a 36-hour marathon trip that had me fly from Tokyo to Hawaii, wait for 8 hours than fly to Minneapolis. Not fun at all. But, it was worth it to see my people, even if for only 27 hours.
Luckily, I had some new shoes to wear on the trip that just wouldn't end. These Nike Rejuven8 fit the bill perfectly. Besides the obvious breathability, they are extremely comfortable and light.
This version was released to celebrate the Olympics in Beijing. The regular version doesn't have the speckled mid-sole, but this tier zero version does. And I like it. It also came with an Olympic inspired interchangeable liner. But, I kept things simple with the black liner - which made for the perfect in-flight slipper.
As you can see, the other liner really represents the Olympic flavor. Shocking, but I have yet to wear the multicolored version. Maybe someday. If anyone does a lot of flying, I highly recommend these kicks. From now on, these are my travel shoes. (Which will same me a lot time debating and deciding which shoes to wear each time I fly anywhere.)
I don't get to ride in cars all the much here in Tokyo, and certainly don't get to see many corn fields. But that is really neither here nor there. It was good to see my whole extended family all in one place, even if the occasion was not happiest. One happier occasion is coming up soon...my b-day. And I got an early gift.
While shopping my girl's Goyard wallet I spotted this orange masterpiece. I have been pining for this wallet ever since, and thanks to a very generous soul, it is now mine.
This will be my first bi-fold wallet in many years. I might have to get a card case to hold all the various store point cards, business cards, etc that didn't fit in this fella. We are still just getting to know each other, but I have high hopes for the relationship - considering how much it was, it better work out really well.
I will leave you with a taste of this hilarious meme that I stumbled upon last week. It is the perfect mix - combining footage of revival churches and the audio from drum & bass parties. It matches up way better than it should. I had thought I had found the best one ever, (the "raise it up" at 1:45 is amazing!) but i was proved wrong when I hit this one.
Sunday, October 5
Book Corner: Making it look easy
It’s a book like these that might make the average reader think, “Gee, this looks easy. Maybe I could write a book and become rich and famous too!” And I agree, it does “look” easy, but this is only because David Sedaris is so good at his job.
So, before you decide to quit your day job and write a collection of essays to be published and enjoyed by all the world, you have to ask yourself some questions.
These questions would have to include: Am I funny? Do funny and bizarre things often happen to me? Did I always keep a diary, so that I can still remember the name the girl who sat next to me in 9th grade? Will the people in my life, including family and friends, allow me to reveal their deepest secrets for the whole world to laugh at? Can I share some of my most embarrassing moments? And more importantly, can I turn that personal mortification into something that readers can enjoy?
If you answered “no” to any of these questions, close your laptop and quit dreaming of becoming the next David Sedaris. He is the true champion of the humorous autobiographical story and these 22 essays represent him in his prime.
Although the book is a bit uneven – not every single essay is milk-coming-out-your-nose funny – it shows Sedaris’ confidence in his storytelling ability. He feels assured enough to often bring the reader through an unlikely chain of association, and as often as not, bring it all back together again.
For example, he begins one story at his house in the French countryside at mid-morning. Sadly for him, the town officials, as they do from time to time, have shut off the water unannounced. Now, each time this happens, Sedaris is faced with the awful conundrum of needing coffee to think, but needing to think in order to make coffee when he has no water.
This leads to the sleepy consideration of using wine, day-old tea and even the water in the vase of flowers his partner gave him the day before. I won’t give away which option he chooses, but rest assured, you won’t be able to look at vase-water the same again.
But from this inauspicious morning in France, he takes the reader on a journey to unexpected places – buying drugs from a fighting couple in a mobile home in rural North Carolina, to an encounter with a well-dressed couple on a plane whose language would make a sailor blush. All of these associations are done with so much ease and wit, that it almost hides the skill and quality of writing.
The last quarter of the book was easily the most enjoyable for me. Sedaris takes us with him on his trip to Japan. Now, why would Sedaris travel to Japan you ask? Well, to quit smoking of course!
Sedaris cheerfully recounts his all the significant episodes in his life connected to smoking. The telling of his grade school trip to a tobacco factory, where they handed out free packs to the kids was a memorable one. But as much as Sedaris loved his cigarettes, his love of clean and luxury hotels – which in recent years have gone increasingly smoke-free – led to him making the difficult choice to quit smoking.
And as anyone who has read Sedaris before knows, he lacks will power. And as anyone who has tried to quit smoking knows, will power is what you need to quit. So, to help himself, Sedaris reads as many self-help books as he can and one of them recommended that changing your routine is one of the best ways to break the terrible nicotine habit.
Sedaris concludes that there is no better way to change your routine than to move to a foreign land, and about a week after he decides, he and his partner head for the land of the rising sun.
His time in Japan plays out directly from his dairy. He takes us with him from the moment of landing, all through his three-month stay in Tokyo. His battle to quit smoking, learn some of the language and conform to some of the rules and customs of Japanese society – all at the same time – provide the best this book has to offer.
So, in closing, for all you prospective writers out there, save your energy and quit dreaming. I recommend you simply enjoy a master storyteller tell masterful stories.
So, before you decide to quit your day job and write a collection of essays to be published and enjoyed by all the world, you have to ask yourself some questions.
These questions would have to include: Am I funny? Do funny and bizarre things often happen to me? Did I always keep a diary, so that I can still remember the name the girl who sat next to me in 9th grade? Will the people in my life, including family and friends, allow me to reveal their deepest secrets for the whole world to laugh at? Can I share some of my most embarrassing moments? And more importantly, can I turn that personal mortification into something that readers can enjoy?
If you answered “no” to any of these questions, close your laptop and quit dreaming of becoming the next David Sedaris. He is the true champion of the humorous autobiographical story and these 22 essays represent him in his prime.
Although the book is a bit uneven – not every single essay is milk-coming-out-your-nose funny – it shows Sedaris’ confidence in his storytelling ability. He feels assured enough to often bring the reader through an unlikely chain of association, and as often as not, bring it all back together again.
For example, he begins one story at his house in the French countryside at mid-morning. Sadly for him, the town officials, as they do from time to time, have shut off the water unannounced. Now, each time this happens, Sedaris is faced with the awful conundrum of needing coffee to think, but needing to think in order to make coffee when he has no water.
This leads to the sleepy consideration of using wine, day-old tea and even the water in the vase of flowers his partner gave him the day before. I won’t give away which option he chooses, but rest assured, you won’t be able to look at vase-water the same again.
But from this inauspicious morning in France, he takes the reader on a journey to unexpected places – buying drugs from a fighting couple in a mobile home in rural North Carolina, to an encounter with a well-dressed couple on a plane whose language would make a sailor blush. All of these associations are done with so much ease and wit, that it almost hides the skill and quality of writing.
The last quarter of the book was easily the most enjoyable for me. Sedaris takes us with him on his trip to Japan. Now, why would Sedaris travel to Japan you ask? Well, to quit smoking of course!
Sedaris cheerfully recounts his all the significant episodes in his life connected to smoking. The telling of his grade school trip to a tobacco factory, where they handed out free packs to the kids was a memorable one. But as much as Sedaris loved his cigarettes, his love of clean and luxury hotels – which in recent years have gone increasingly smoke-free – led to him making the difficult choice to quit smoking.
And as anyone who has read Sedaris before knows, he lacks will power. And as anyone who has tried to quit smoking knows, will power is what you need to quit. So, to help himself, Sedaris reads as many self-help books as he can and one of them recommended that changing your routine is one of the best ways to break the terrible nicotine habit.
Sedaris concludes that there is no better way to change your routine than to move to a foreign land, and about a week after he decides, he and his partner head for the land of the rising sun.
His time in Japan plays out directly from his dairy. He takes us with him from the moment of landing, all through his three-month stay in Tokyo. His battle to quit smoking, learn some of the language and conform to some of the rules and customs of Japanese society – all at the same time – provide the best this book has to offer.
So, in closing, for all you prospective writers out there, save your energy and quit dreaming. I recommend you simply enjoy a master storyteller tell masterful stories.
Monday, April 16
Fish Analysis
This is a recent conversation I had with my City Sis. It's such goodness, it needs its own post. More stuff will come later...but for now, enjoy the banter.
city sis: I'm sending you a photo that a co-worker came across yesterday as she was prepping for a talk
and looking for images of "analysis"
and we were working next to each other
at an ice cream shop, actually
after work
me: ok....quite the set up you got there.
city sis: and she was like, "oh, i found a good one."
and i looked
me: well...now i can't wait to see this photo...with the longest intro ever!
city sis: OH MY GOD
THE LAUGHTER
she was like..."does this say analysis to you?"
me: no
except that he is really checking out that fish
that's where your analysis is
city sis: that picture is actually called "fish analysis"
me: nice
city sis: it's very funny , as far as today's concerns with taxonomy
me: am i stupid or not...
...cause, i cant understand the shirt
city sis: i want you to know about taxonomy
the SHIRT!!!
oh my god
it's for people who LOVE going TUBING
me: ahhhhhh!!!!!!
lol
city sis: i know!!!
me: awesome!
city sis: he just assumes that people will know that
it is all SO specific
me: he totally does
city sis: it's TIME specific, because it is a reference to that "brain on drugs" commercial
me: and those moustaches are so NOT ironical, right?!
city sis: it's just so specific
i know!
and that guy is just really checking out his fish
me: and btw, who the fuck knows about tubing ???
he is focused on that fish alright
city sis: i just LOVE every single god damned thing about this photograph
including the bumper sticker on the boat...with the heart
me: he has totally forgotten about the cig in his mouth
city sis: i KNOW
me: now that is a nice bumbersticker!
city sis: they are just totally doing their thing
me: and whoever took this picture was like "man...that's a nice fish....let me just snap a pic. Mike will be so pleased later."
city sis: lol
me: and you just know...that the total for those sunglasses is under $11.99
city sis: for both!
for sure!
me: no doubt about it and their wind swept hair!
it's all shower and go
city sis: they are both just so blissfully unaware of things like...research projects, google, the future, research assistants, final cut pro, laptops, wikipedia, deadlines.
I just love them both so much
I just want to go there and be with them
me: for sure
to be honest, im having a hard time not looking at the pic
city sis: i KNOW
me: i don't want it to end
city sis: i KNOW
me: and since its a pic.....it doesn't
city sis: i KNOW
me: it is satisfying and leaves you wanting more
city sis: i just want to go there john
can't i just go there?
me: no
city sis: i'll gut the fish
me: you can NOT go
city sis: i'll swab the decks
me: nope
sorry
you will never be there
ever
city sis: DAMN
me: do you think they thought about what to wear in the morning?
city sis: NO they did NOT
you know what?
everything about it is so gorgeous
even his stomach
me: it is. it's ripe!
city sis: his tummy is round and plump with the pure satisfaction of life
me: and my man Phil is just so happy for Mike. Phil just wants to have himself a closer look at the beaut of a fish
city sis: i know
me: no jealousy
city sis: every moment is unfolding just as they pretty much expected it to
me: right. but...
city sis: can you IMAGINE
what they say???
their voices???
their colloquialism's???
me: don't you think there is just a hint of concern in mike examination of said fish
i can imagine what they would say....but i cant hear it
city sis: maybe it JUST occurred to him that he has not, as of yet, hugged his boat today?
me: lol
no no
that can't be it
city sis: lol
i have to fucking work
i'm sorry
me: i think Mike figured it was one type of fish, but....
city sis: this is way too much fun
me: ...it turned out to be a different species
city sis: oh really?
i have to go look again
me: yeah..."this is not a blue trout.."
city sis: i think Phil is talking
me: "it might be i guess..ahhh, well it could be...uhhh.....a rainbow trout, no?
city sis: I THINK THEY ARE BOTH TALKING IN THIS PICTURE
me: yeah...Phil is confirming Mike's suspicions.
city sis: TAKE A LOOK
me: yeah, you're right. Mike is mumbling because of the smoke.
city sis: i want this photograph blown up and turned into wallpaper for my den
yeah that's how he always talks
cuz he always has a smoke
me: and Phil is all...."you got that right mike....that is sure a rainbow trout"
city sis: oh my god
me: mike is always right
city sis: they know each other and the routines of their lives so well, they're practically telepathic
yeah yeah!
me: you can just tell
city sis: Mike always knows Phil is always just a step behind.
me: Mike's got the prettier wife....the bigger truck
city sis: LOL
oh my goodness
you are so right
he is also fucking Phil's daughter
me: WHAT?!?!
lol
no he is NOT!
city sis: oh no
i feel terrible
me: this is no Jerry Springer show!!!
city sis: i disrespected the photo
i feel sick
me: just cause he is NOT fucking Phil's daughter, doesn't me is hasn't thought about it a hundred times
city sis: lol!
me: but...mike is to much of a man's man to disrespect Phil...even if Phil is a little dopey sometimes
don't feel bad sis, its ok
you were just taking a stab in the dark
city sis: are they brothers in law?
me: hmmm
now that's a good question
i don't think so
they met in high school
city sis: john his blue drawstring shorts are so beautiful they make me want to cry
me: they are amazing
in high school, Phil was always mike's wing man
city sis: yes
oh my goodness!!!
if my co-worker got this pic on flickr....
ARE THERE MORE????
me: lol
city sis: brb!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: i don't know if i could handle more
city sis: she's not online. nothin' doin'.
i need to work anyway
me: to be honest, I'm scared to see what the third man looks like....
Gary
city sis: LOL
fine, we won't try to find more pics if you don't want to
me: i just know its Gary, the 3rd wheel
city sis: he's kind of skeevy
me: Phil wishes it could just be him and Mike on the boat
city sis: Gary is a little off
me: Gary always makes those jokes
city sis: i know
he makes everyone a little nervous
well, everyone but Mike
me: right city sis: everyone but Phil...
me: right
Mike thinks Gary is alright and so....Phil has to agree
city sis: Mike knows that Gary's father was a nutjob
me: lol, exactly!
Mike kinda feels sorry for the Gary. But Phil has no sympathy for the guy.
city sis: HOW MUCH WOULD YOU BET THAT "MIKE" HAS ACTUALLY SPOKEN THE WORD "NUTJOB"???
me: I'd bet he said it THAT DAY!!!!!
city sis: nutjob...it just FEELS right
oh that special, special day
me: on the day this picture was taken mike was complaining about the town mechanic, "that guy must a been some kinda nutjob putting that new alternator in that piece a shit Chevy!"
city sis: you're going to make me weep
me: "and the guy who runs the wrecker....he's no trophy winner either."
city sis: well, I MUST work. But remember...the very same sun shines over us.
me: that it does
city sis: I'm sending you a photo that a co-worker came across yesterday as she was prepping for a talk
and looking for images of "analysis"
and we were working next to each other
at an ice cream shop, actually
after work
me: ok....quite the set up you got there.
city sis: and she was like, "oh, i found a good one."
and i looked
me: well...now i can't wait to see this photo...with the longest intro ever!
city sis: OH MY GOD
THE LAUGHTER
she was like..."does this say analysis to you?"
me: no
except that he is really checking out that fish
that's where your analysis is
city sis: that picture is actually called "fish analysis"
me: nice
city sis: it's very funny , as far as today's concerns with taxonomy
me: am i stupid or not...
...cause, i cant understand the shirt
city sis: i want you to know about taxonomy
the SHIRT!!!
oh my god
it's for people who LOVE going TUBING
me: ahhhhhh!!!!!!
lol
city sis: i know!!!
me: awesome!
city sis: he just assumes that people will know that
it is all SO specific
me: he totally does
city sis: it's TIME specific, because it is a reference to that "brain on drugs" commercial
me: and those moustaches are so NOT ironical, right?!
city sis: it's just so specific
i know!
and that guy is just really checking out his fish
me: and btw, who the fuck knows about tubing ???
he is focused on that fish alright
city sis: i just LOVE every single god damned thing about this photograph
including the bumper sticker on the boat...with the heart
me: he has totally forgotten about the cig in his mouth
city sis: i KNOW
me: now that is a nice bumbersticker!
city sis: they are just totally doing their thing
me: and whoever took this picture was like "man...that's a nice fish....let me just snap a pic. Mike will be so pleased later."
city sis: lol
me: and you just know...that the total for those sunglasses is under $11.99
city sis: for both!
for sure!
me: no doubt about it and their wind swept hair!
it's all shower and go
city sis: they are both just so blissfully unaware of things like...research projects, google, the future, research assistants, final cut pro, laptops, wikipedia, deadlines.
I just love them both so much
I just want to go there and be with them
me: for sure
to be honest, im having a hard time not looking at the pic
city sis: i KNOW
me: i don't want it to end
city sis: i KNOW
me: and since its a pic.....it doesn't
city sis: i KNOW
me: it is satisfying and leaves you wanting more
city sis: i just want to go there john
can't i just go there?
me: no
city sis: i'll gut the fish
me: you can NOT go
city sis: i'll swab the decks
me: nope
sorry
you will never be there
ever
city sis: DAMN
me: do you think they thought about what to wear in the morning?
city sis: NO they did NOT
you know what?
everything about it is so gorgeous
even his stomach
me: it is. it's ripe!
city sis: his tummy is round and plump with the pure satisfaction of life
me: and my man Phil is just so happy for Mike. Phil just wants to have himself a closer look at the beaut of a fish
city sis: i know
me: no jealousy
city sis: every moment is unfolding just as they pretty much expected it to
me: right. but...
city sis: can you IMAGINE
what they say???
their voices???
their colloquialism's???
me: don't you think there is just a hint of concern in mike examination of said fish
i can imagine what they would say....but i cant hear it
city sis: maybe it JUST occurred to him that he has not, as of yet, hugged his boat today?
me: lol
no no
that can't be it
city sis: lol
i have to fucking work
i'm sorry
me: i think Mike figured it was one type of fish, but....
city sis: this is way too much fun
me: ...it turned out to be a different species
city sis: oh really?
i have to go look again
me: yeah..."this is not a blue trout.."
city sis: i think Phil is talking
me: "it might be i guess..ahhh, well it could be...uhhh.....a rainbow trout, no?
city sis: I THINK THEY ARE BOTH TALKING IN THIS PICTURE
me: yeah...Phil is confirming Mike's suspicions.
city sis: TAKE A LOOK
me: yeah, you're right. Mike is mumbling because of the smoke.
city sis: i want this photograph blown up and turned into wallpaper for my den
yeah that's how he always talks
cuz he always has a smoke
me: and Phil is all...."you got that right mike....that is sure a rainbow trout"
city sis: oh my god
me: mike is always right
city sis: they know each other and the routines of their lives so well, they're practically telepathic
yeah yeah!
me: you can just tell
city sis: Mike always knows Phil is always just a step behind.
me: Mike's got the prettier wife....the bigger truck
city sis: LOL
oh my goodness
you are so right
he is also fucking Phil's daughter
me: WHAT?!?!
lol
no he is NOT!
city sis: oh no
i feel terrible
me: this is no Jerry Springer show!!!
city sis: i disrespected the photo
i feel sick
me: just cause he is NOT fucking Phil's daughter, doesn't me is hasn't thought about it a hundred times
city sis: lol!
me: but...mike is to much of a man's man to disrespect Phil...even if Phil is a little dopey sometimes
don't feel bad sis, its ok
you were just taking a stab in the dark
city sis: are they brothers in law?
me: hmmm
now that's a good question
i don't think so
they met in high school
city sis: john his blue drawstring shorts are so beautiful they make me want to cry
me: they are amazing
in high school, Phil was always mike's wing man
city sis: yes
oh my goodness!!!
if my co-worker got this pic on flickr....
ARE THERE MORE????
me: lol
city sis: brb!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: i don't know if i could handle more
city sis: she's not online. nothin' doin'.
i need to work anyway
me: to be honest, I'm scared to see what the third man looks like....
Gary
city sis: LOL
fine, we won't try to find more pics if you don't want to
me: i just know its Gary, the 3rd wheel
city sis: he's kind of skeevy
me: Phil wishes it could just be him and Mike on the boat
city sis: Gary is a little off
me: Gary always makes those jokes
city sis: i know
he makes everyone a little nervous
well, everyone but Mike
me: right city sis: everyone but Phil...
me: right
Mike thinks Gary is alright and so....Phil has to agree
city sis: Mike knows that Gary's father was a nutjob
me: lol, exactly!
Mike kinda feels sorry for the Gary. But Phil has no sympathy for the guy.
city sis: HOW MUCH WOULD YOU BET THAT "MIKE" HAS ACTUALLY SPOKEN THE WORD "NUTJOB"???
me: I'd bet he said it THAT DAY!!!!!
city sis: nutjob...it just FEELS right
oh that special, special day
me: on the day this picture was taken mike was complaining about the town mechanic, "that guy must a been some kinda nutjob putting that new alternator in that piece a shit Chevy!"
city sis: you're going to make me weep
me: "and the guy who runs the wrecker....he's no trophy winner either."
city sis: well, I MUST work. But remember...the very same sun shines over us.
me: that it does
Wednesday, August 2
Humor
Post #0001
So I was thinking that this might be harder than it looks.....and maybe not as fun. But I will try. I'm curious if my sense of humor....such as it is....will come thru on the wide wide wide. I mean, I'm not a comedian, but it seems people have a good time when they are around me. (And not ALL of them can be laughing at my shoes!!!!)
Humor in Real Life:
I was at a conference for work. Inevitably, there was a lunch break. Great! Too bad i now have to find a place to eat at the same times as 100 other people. Anyways, I located my one friend, but.....6 other people had located him as well. Nice guy that he is....he said we should all eat together. I almost went my own way....but I thought THAT would be childish. So they we 8 are eating lunch. Now my one friend knows I'm not a huge fan of people. But I'm doing my best to have a pleasant conversation with these people. Mostly that means me not talking. So, this being Japan, the conversation eventually turns to the small apartment issue. Now, at the time I was living in the postage sized room that most Tokyoites would be used to. But this one girl was saying that her apt was big, but cold. She was going on that it was so bad. And other people joined in debating the cold vs. small apt issue. I just said, "I'd rather live in a big apt with my jacket on." Much laughter. I then proceeded to say nothing much the rest of my lunch. My friend later told me it was killer, not say anything, nail’em with a joke, and then disappear again.
Now, I’m just not sure how that kind of thing is going to translate to this site.
We shall see......
So I was thinking that this might be harder than it looks.....and maybe not as fun. But I will try. I'm curious if my sense of humor....such as it is....will come thru on the wide wide wide. I mean, I'm not a comedian, but it seems people have a good time when they are around me. (And not ALL of them can be laughing at my shoes!!!!)
Humor in Real Life:
I was at a conference for work. Inevitably, there was a lunch break. Great! Too bad i now have to find a place to eat at the same times as 100 other people. Anyways, I located my one friend, but.....6 other people had located him as well. Nice guy that he is....he said we should all eat together. I almost went my own way....but I thought THAT would be childish. So they we 8 are eating lunch. Now my one friend knows I'm not a huge fan of people. But I'm doing my best to have a pleasant conversation with these people. Mostly that means me not talking. So, this being Japan, the conversation eventually turns to the small apartment issue. Now, at the time I was living in the postage sized room that most Tokyoites would be used to. But this one girl was saying that her apt was big, but cold. She was going on that it was so bad. And other people joined in debating the cold vs. small apt issue. I just said, "I'd rather live in a big apt with my jacket on." Much laughter. I then proceeded to say nothing much the rest of my lunch. My friend later told me it was killer, not say anything, nail’em with a joke, and then disappear again.
Now, I’m just not sure how that kind of thing is going to translate to this site.
We shall see......
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