An expansion on Busking (Day 2)

[robinyukiko]

As I was setting up to play at Powell Station the other day, a Caucasian man in a hat came up to me and, upon noticing my second name, started speaking to me in Japanese. I replied with my usual shoddy Nihongo explaining how little I speak. Understandably he kept trying to converse in Japanese. I say it's understandable because when someone leaves

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[spellbound44]

Creepy lady!

And yeah I see why the guy would start trying to talk to you.... in San Francisco. Here, I meet someone named "Suzuki Amano" and start talking Japanese to them, they'll look at me like I'm stupid, racist, or a stupid racist. [and, btw, they won't understand me]

As far as getting out of Japan, though, HELL no. I did, for a little while, till I found what I needed, though it was too late. I don't.....regret coming home, because of all the good that's happened since then, but I certainly regret leaving. It's complicated. You know me. I'm two people, and one of me longs for Japan still.

Anyway, nice dick move on his part. Crazy person comes up and he just leaves to let you deal with them? What the hell? Take care hon. Be careful, but sing your heart out! Can't wait to see you! EEEEEEE!

[skewedsnapshots]

I really dislike it when some one starts speaking to me in Japanese as soon as they hear I've lived in Japan. I mean, are they trying to prove something to me or invite me into a secret club? I don't even know them, right?

aw, and the crazies.... loves us.

[skewedsnapshots]

also, Anthony says he volunteers to get a tambourine and dance around you.

maybe he can hit the crazies with it.