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October 2008

Halloween Week

This week is Halloween Week at my job, which means all the kids and teachers and teaching assistants come wearing costumes, and all we do is play games and eat candy. It’s pretty great. Anyway, last year the guy I replaced went as a mummy and scared the living pantsflavor out of everyone, and even made one of the cute little girl students cry, so this year I decided to go as something unscary–A rocker with an afro and sunglasses. It looks like this:

Well, it’s been met with a wide variety of reactions. Most of the little kids either love it or are confused by it. One or two girls were actually terrified of it, and all of the adults barely think it’s a costume. I keep getting compliments on how great I look. The other day I wore the afro all the way back to my apartment just as an experiment. To my shock and dismay, the people on the street stared at me LESS than usual.

Anyway, I love Halloween, but there isn’t much to do here for it. I figure I’ll drink scotch and make Yoko watch some scary movies or something. I hope you people in America have fun though.

Like watching an ’80s movie

Life here, and especially dealing with young people, can be a lot like watching an ’80s movie, in that everybody thinks they’re cool because they all act and dress and speak in a certain way and snicker and make flicky eye gestures at anybody who doesn’t, while to you they all look smackably ridiculous. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen a cluster of teenage boys suddenly take a break from fixing each other’s perms and realigning their hair pins just to give me a cock-eyed smirk. “Look at that bozo,” they say. “He doesn’t even primp. He doesn’t even tweeze.”

Meanwhile the girls are all squatting the same way they do when they take a shit, which in itself is a pretty weird way to take a shit, mind you, and talking about which primped, tweezed boy from the magazine is hotter, the one with the pouty lips or the one with the beautiful legs.

Well, enjoy your naive glory now, youth of Japan. Someday you’ll realize that you’re just a rehash of this.

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