Another week and another morning of Keigo induced hell. Whilst going round the class and practicing our self introductions I was reminded of the fact that I really don’t know very much of anything at all. If I ever am in a work party environment I hope that I am able to muster more than: ‘My name is Sam and I hail from the small town of Harrogate, located in the Northern direction of England’, but in reality I will be impressed if I manage to convey that I am a living breathing human being. Still, I can at least be sure that I won’t order any ‘Shower Water’, like our Taiwanese friend did in today’s class; although this has less to do with any innate ability on my behalf, and more to do with the fact that as a teetotaller I would have no need for an ‘Apple Sourz and water’. By lunchtime it had gotten a bit much for one of the girls in our class, who told us that she was planning on leaving Japan at nine o’clock. I think she meant September (i.e. the ninth month), but I can’t be certain.
The weather here today has been dreadful, with rain, wind and even snow. I was jolly surprised to find that my umbrella actually made it through the day in one piece; although sadly the same cannot be said for my shoes, two pairs of which I have now officially ruined. I am sure that I could make the time to go to my local shoe repairers, but quite aside from the fact that I ought to be spending every waking second revising for the upcoming unit test, I am worried that a combination of very bad Keigo, and the incorrect usage of transitive verbs will result in a hobbling.