That's right everyone, today is October 1st, which means it's manner poster day! This has to be one of my favourites so far-in warning the public to be careful when handling a wet umbrella, the metro has depicted a guy practicing his swing and inadvertently spraying water everywhere (which looks like golf balls). And what a swing he has! I have to question the choice they've made with one of the drops that has landed on creepy sweepy's shoulder and looks either like a giant black crow from Shinjuku shat on him or someone had a bukkake party and missed. Poor creepy, he wasn't perving on anyone and yet he's getting picked on again.
I think after a couple months of mediocrity the metro is back on track. I mean who hasn't seen some Suit swinging his umbrella like a golf club while waiting for the train? What are they trying to prove? That they just can't wait to be the next Tiger Woods? Wait until you get to the driving range people! No one needs to know you're too cool for school with your golfing skills. That and your complacency with shelling out hundreds of dollars just to play on some crappy public course on the weekend here.
That was kind of uncalled for I know. But I'm in limbo right now and bored. Having gotten home from services this morning (included in my all-you-can-pray plan) I'm not sure what to do with myself until free champagne at 57 tonight. I'm never home on weekday afternoons and I feel like I should be watching some low brow television or something equally evil to not being at work when I should be. Technically I shouldn't be at work, and if you've seen my previous post I believe I mentioned that I'm not getting paid by the Kaisha to pray today. Yes, October 1st is a day for firsts. First time practicing Judaism in Japan. First time being one of the first people to services despite being late. I think I understand the all-you-can-pray plan now, it gives the modern Tokyo Jew flexibility. I thought people always arriving late was bad in Vancouver but in Tokyo people arrive late and leave early! I guess that's prayer Tokyo style-show up for the part you want and jet when it's over. After sitting for hours listening to chanted Hebrew I was very disconcerted walking through Aoyama to the train-I had just encountered one of those rare situations in which you forget you live in Tokyo. If any of my (five) readers is of the Hebrew persuasion, l'shana tova and to everyone else I hope you have a sweet new year.