Monday, 23 June 2008

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I was cleaning the floor at the junior high school just before lunch today. It's a common occurrence as all the staff and pupils clean the schools rather than hiring someone. I agree entirely with the concept but it is certainly hindered by old equipment and an apathetic attitude. Anyway, I was doing my usual sweep whilst muttering to myself how dire the Japanese music was that was being played over the sound system. Then the secretary who cleans the office with me did our usual little dance of awkward flirting through the language barrier whilst brushing the rubbish into the pan. However, today's cleaning was spiced up a little bit when another teacher walked past and looked at us sweeping. We were having difficulty because the metal is buckled and the brooms are absolutely woeful. She looked at me and said "Ah yes... very difficult eh?" to which I nodded in agreement. She wasn't finished though and added "Ah yes... Japanese style cleaning... very different eh?" If by 'Japanese style' she meant the continued use of two ancient pieces of simple equipment then yes... it is very different. If by different you mean retarded. I learnt long ago that the results are easily second and somewhat negligible in regards to the actual act of the cleaning itself.

I'm eating some magnificent cherries just now. I bought them for £2 out the supermarket after I went for a run. The run brought just as much pain and wheezing as usual. One day I will regain my fitness. Then maybe I can hope to master the strenuous task of Japanese style kuriningu.

3 comments:

Slutty McWhore said...

Maybe if you'd flirted more with the girl the cleaning would have gone faster. All your pent-up passion would have made you power through it.

And what's this about not being fit at the age of 22?! Get it sorted! When I get back to Scotland, I'm going to challenge you to a 10K (assuming you're back as well) and I'll kick your sorry ass.

Where are you from in Scotland, by the way? And is the picture in the blog header of you?

Ahoy hoy said...

I broke my leg and drank too much beer in the healing period. Yes, that is a picture of me when I was hairy in the Winter. I come from East Kilbride but I just say Glasgow because it's easier.

Slutty McWhore said...

You should start saying you're from East Kilbride in honour of the Jesus and Mary Chain. I've been there once before, and it was fucking depressing. It also seemed to be about 10 degrees colder than Glasgow - something to do with its location (higher up?).

Yes, I thought that picture might have been of you. You do look rather Scottish in it.

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I am a 24 year old Scotsman currently teaching English to Japanese schoolchildren. I live in a small town on the east coast of Kochi prefecture.

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