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2nd-3rd August - LISTEN TO ME, MADAME: GO BACK TO SCHOOL AND LEARN ENGLISH, THEN I’LL CALL YOU BACK! |
 Phone calls to JAL get more and more frequent, frequent enough to have the clerk know who we are without saying the reference number: they know us by our voice.
And we face, once more, if we needed that, the fact that Japanese people don't speak English: it's a disaster.
And don't let me tell you of what happens in Italy.
Thanks to my sister's and the Verona airport's manager's help, telex and more telex are sent to Alitalia, which, on those very same days, is on every newspaper due to the same trouble they are causing to thousands of passengers.
The situation makes my mood awful, not only because I hate not having my clothes and the rest of my belongings with me, but because the idea that I won't get the luggage in time for the Osu Parade and for the WCS final is getting stronger and stronger and I don't like it.
Luckily there are Max and Emanuela, who lends me an over sized Naruto's t-shirt (nerd 100%) and together we mess around, meeting some nice person.
 Like the old man in the subway who tried to pick me up, while they, bitches, laughed sitting on the other side of the train.
Among the new arrivals of the otaku shops in Tokyo, I wish to mention some incredible gashapon which I would define as “extreme”.
Tired of producing the same old lolitas showing off round boobs and butts, Japanese invented a collection of breasts (in various shapes and colors) and hips in various versions (with tanga, Brazilian wire or traditional slip) to be sold directly as they are without losing time and worthy plastic on useless parts like heads or arms.
After last year's collectible WCs, I thought we touched the bottom line, but I will never learn that we can always start digging. |
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