That title is for those of you who've seen (or live) the movie "Office Space" - just sub out the guys in the field swinging the hammer and instead picture me - with bag of pastries swinging on my handlebars as I cruise through Isahaya on the Wahoo (that's my bike for those of you who didn't know). Yep. Certainly good to be the gaijin (foreigner). I go into a pastry shop and having only ordered - and paid for - ONE of these (the one with the strawberries) I come home to find that the nice man stuffed the rest of this nonesense in the box, too. And I thought the Japanese weren't into sweets and pastries...baka baka baka Tracey! (OK...going out for a run, now...)
4 comments:
Ah, Tracey and her men! :-) Glad to see your charms aren't lost in translation!
Thanks for the postings... glad you're well...
You can always box up the leftovers and ship them stateside...
C-chan: Men?! What men? They're either vegetables or stiff as a board (oh - wait - he WAS a board!). Oh - you mean the shop keeper? Oh, doesn't matter whether or not I'm female - just that I'm a gaijin :) Which works fine for me!
G-chan: Leftovers? What leftovers? ;)
Hey! I've seen Office Space. One of my colleagues was kind enough to lend it to me a while back...seems like years ago... I feel like the cover picture w/ the character having all the sticky notes all over him.
By the way, I finally figured out how to set myself up on the blog scene. Of course you know I'll be asking for your advice from time to time. Long distance, of course...
By the way, you haven't taken a Carnival cruise ship lately, have you?
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