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Always Talk About the Job

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Moreover, I definitely know how polite Japanese farts’ mind work. They think that clients are gods to the point of worship, so they simply endure any unreasonable demands from clients and try to calm them down by applying the shower of polite words to make them feel as if they were gods, so that they can make a business deal. Ladies and gentleman, let me introduce here the required skills of being a good businessman for Japanese: bowing down before clients as low as the upper part of his body will bend; slathering exceptionally polite words all the time; saying “Yes” to everything like a trained monkey; having an ability to make a fake smile in all sorts of situations; knowing how to kiss their boss’ ass anytime; and so on and so forth. I am pretty sure that if a good Japanese businessman has a chance to make a good business deal with his client, and his client asks him if he does not mind wiping his ass for him, the businessman won’t hesitate a wee bit and will make a beeline to grab toilet paper and wipe his client’s ass affectionately like a trained geisha. For me, this is so ridiculous, it is impossible for me to endure such a humiliation, but it seems mature and correct behavior for Japanese dolts.

A break time is coming! It is my best time of a day at the office. My colleagues always make groups to have lunch together, which makes me nauseated. They are not able to enjoy their break time by themselves, because they are constantly worried if they do not eat together, they might be missing precious information about the latest job news; they are constantly worried if they do not eat together, they might be outsiders. They constantly think about job conditions, poor Japanese! Of course, I am always alone and enjoy being free from my nauseating colleagues and appreciate having my own time. They occasionally ask me to join them to eat lunch together because they are very curious about me. They know that I have knocked about the world a wee bit and can speak English fluently as well as a touch of Spanish. They feel that I am completely different from ordinary Japanese. To tell the truth, I am hopelessly different from them and have nothing in common with them. I even do not know how to talk with them and what subjects I should talk about. I know that if I let myself have a lunch with them, they will only talk about a job, nothing more and nothing less, because they do not know how to enjoy their lives; they only know how to work five days a week like a robot. Their only link to each other at the office is the job, so they have no choice but to always talk about the job.

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