The economy sucks everywhere
Japanese say goodbye to Western playboys.
My dear friend sent me the above article about how the sudden shortage in western male playboys in Tokyo has caused the huntresses who feed on them to starve.
I read it and laughed my ass off.
It's beyond me why any Japanese girl would specifically target dumb western playboys to con into marriage. I mean what a stupid premise for a relationship. I can think of a dozen times that ended badly just off the top of my head -- including my parents' marriage.
I guess the Lehman Brothers boys were the first to go, but they definitely aren't the last. When I left Tokyo a few months ago, it was still high times in Roppongi. There was no shortage of white boys high on themselves. Japan's kind of like a candy store for western men. I am not joking or exaggerating, I've had a few western men explain to me their "gaijin power" (gaijin means foreigner). For example:
me: "Hey watch out, a car's coming."
him: "Don't worry, it will stop. I have gaijin power."
Okay maybe that wasn't the best example, but you get the idea. They set foot in Japan, their stock immediately rises, and they think they have super powers.
She's still hostessing, and basically the long and short of it is, the economy sucks and business is seriously slow at the ghetto club. Like seriously slow. Even the super regulars are having a hard time finding the dough to come in, and there are some serious tensions. There was even an inexplicable fist fight between two super regular customers, which made me laugh because one of them's short and hyper and the other one's tall and sleepy. Nobody is making even close to as much money as they used to. Dancer is really focusing on getting another job, but even that is proving to be pretty difficult.
There's a new girl, she's Japanese and really cute and pretty. She has a French boyfriend who is ridiculously posessive. He'll come into Roppongi with her, and sit in McDonalds all night until she finishes work. FREEEAAAAAAAAKKK!!!! And she's a little dumb, because she lets customers basically make out with her. Excuse me, she just started working there, which means she definitely has not built up a strong relationship with any of the customers (read: she has not gotten a lot out of them yet). So why is she giving it up? The rule is, you get more than you ever give. Come on now girl.
Dancer Girl talked to her and told her something along the lines of "uhhh, could you not do that because that makes all the customers think we're that cheap, and I'm not, so you're cramping my style, so can you not inconvenience me like that?"
Then she turned around and retarded drunk Mia (remember her, the chronically underemployed actress?) was sitting there making out with some gross customer.
I guess times are hard right now.
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I remember the 'gaijin-power' - we coined a term: L.B.H - Loser Back Home
Hopefully the economy picks up again soon and Roppongi can go back to its dysfunctional self...
Heartland had good mojitos too
mmmmnnn, Heartalnd mojito's... yum
"She has a French boyfriend who is ridiculously posessive. He'll come into Roppongi with her, and sit in McDonalds all night until she finishes work...."
Thought so too, but on second thought, and for the sake of argument, where else/what else should he do while she works? Ride the Yamanote Loop mindlessly for hours? Go clubbing where he might get hit on by another woamn, or he hit on another women, i.e., he goes back home with someone else? Spend his time at various Yatai's geting stuffed and progresively drunk? Kisatten's? Hmmm.
Heartland... I thought it was a great place to find champagne buyers. ^_^
He's French. So saying CREEP is kind of a synonym. I work with French people....and being a Martian I pretty much dislike all humans but the French...they are getting a special little type of dislike just for them. Beaten only by my dislike of the Germans....
I was thinking tho....it's a basic law of supply/demand....with times being hard...the girl who gives it up easier gets more work...
you can see how it goes.
Don’t know about that. Had I my feelings towards Brits been based solely on the very unpleasant time we had while in London, I would be much like the Australians among the Sake Dojo Alumni, who whenever the subject of GB would come up, would begin a quiet rant that always ended with the oath of, ‘Pommy baaastards’ (Their beef BTW, stemmed from the Queen’s rep. in Australia using his powers long ago, to remove or nullify the election of a Labor PM).
But the farther we got away from London (wound up in Edinburgh) the better the trip got. The highlight I think, was a stay at a B & B in Alston (?) during which the proprietress told us she was going to another village for the evening and gave us the keys to the establishment!!!!
As for the French, we only got to Paris and had mentally steeled ourselves for the stereotype of the aloof, uncaring, cold Frenchman towards Les Roast Beoufs/Americans. Couldn’t have been farther off. Perhaps it helped that we were traveling with a small child, but the otherwise stern immigration Madam at Charles DeGaulle, actually gave us a smile as we passed through. At the Louvre, we were told there would be long lines and indeed there were. But while waiting our turn, the gate attendant pointed at us (Moi??) and motioned for us to come over. We did and he let us in ahead of many other patiently waiting people through the elevator for handicapped visitors.
On our last day, my wife went to the same boulangerie she had gone to for our breakfast, to pick up something for the trip home (at that time, Japan). She took much more time than she had and when she did return, I asked her what the holdup had been. She told me they had been waiting for her with someone who spoke English and asked her about herself and us in a curious friendly way.