Although it’s a rare occurrence, you sometimes get that one Japanese person that does something rude enough to really get under your skin. I had an interesting little incident the other day while riding home from work:
I couldn’t believe it really. In a way, it’s probably better for him, that it was me, and not some other random American. I know so many people with less patience, and he would have been picking up teeth. Sigh, people who are unjustly insulting (not just to me but to anybody) really get under my skin. But, there’s no more I can do about it now. It’s time to pore over those Japanese textbooks just a little harder.
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