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akujunkanLord, what an epic. Of course, the movers didn't show up until almost 3 pm, which destroyed my chances of getting anything done that morning, as I was sitting in my house all day. Luckily, this meant that I was present when the utilities guys showed up, so I was able to tell them to leave me with electricity and water for one more afternoon. Thanks to all of you who wrote wishing me well! I'm sure it helped, karmically;)
So ah, my last day at school. My vice principal shows up and tells me that they're heading to the airport to pick up my successor and that he's going to 'leave the rest to me.' I sat there in shock for a little bit, then said 'fine' and stormed out of the school. You would not believe how pissed I was - two years and this is the send off you give me? Fuck you.
So I headed up to the 'Robe and got settled into my apartment, which my predecessor had not cleaned at all. The little punk left mounds of futon with food, hair and worse all over them, chairs with broken backs leaned against the wall to look not broken, a broken table, and he also stole the phone (which was city property). Good lord.
The movers showed up an hour late, and then I set around to shuffling all the unwanted stuff into trash bags while slowly replacing it with my own possessions. As of yesterday I wasn't quite finished, but that's more to do with Japan's byzantine and draconian trash disposal policies than it is my own industry.
Thence to my first day at work at the the city hall. My division is so freaking cool. I am really, really optimistic about this job; it's a nice change! Of course, I get a call from Yoshino. I'd left my keitai in The Oaks and figured they were calling about that. Hah hah. If only.
First, I was told that they'd expected me to stay around and take my successor around town. That would have been sweet, only why the fuck-you send off? Turns out I'd fallen victim to Japan's fabled ambiguity. So I felt like crap for that.
Then the woman tells me that I have yet to hand over the 2nd key to my apartment. Now, that's funny, because I'd handed it over to her two weeks previously. "No, you didn't," she says. I beg to differ. We continue like this for five minutes or so, with the latter three conducted in Japanese while my supervisor gets progressively more abusive toward me before finally hanging up the phone. Fucking bitch. I'm in tears at this point - my first day at my new job and I look like an unbalanced freak.
Of course, my new supervisor, sweetheart that she is, calms me down and calls my school back. At which point my supervisor says "Oh, you did give me the spare key two weeks ago! I just found it, tee-hee!" I don't think I've ever been so incensed in my life, but at least I no longer felt bad for having left school too early.
Since that day I've been taken around to a bunch of organisations in my new city, hung out with the few, the proud, the two other gaijin in town, and been to my welcome enkai. In the interest of keeping to a manageable length, I will report on these later.
I currently find myself in Tokyo, after a hellacious trip down during which my express was delayed 20+ minutes due to rainfall, thus resulting in my missing my shinkansen connection. I was then booted onto a different shinkansen, one which made twice as many stops, and which also ended up over 20 minutes late, plus I lost my reserved seat status, although no one would refund the difference in my ticket.
Anyway, I arrived in Tokyo too late to catch the subway connections to the capsule hotel where I usually stay, forcing me to spend $100 to stay at a hotel in Shinjunku. Dammit. On the upside, it means that I can stroll over to the Keio Plaza hotel this morning after lounging around for awhile and having another go at an Internet cafe. Man, it feels good to be online again.
That will be all.
So ah, my last day at school. My vice principal shows up and tells me that they're heading to the airport to pick up my successor and that he's going to 'leave the rest to me.' I sat there in shock for a little bit, then said 'fine' and stormed out of the school. You would not believe how pissed I was - two years and this is the send off you give me? Fuck you.
So I headed up to the 'Robe and got settled into my apartment, which my predecessor had not cleaned at all. The little punk left mounds of futon with food, hair and worse all over them, chairs with broken backs leaned against the wall to look not broken, a broken table, and he also stole the phone (which was city property). Good lord.
The movers showed up an hour late, and then I set around to shuffling all the unwanted stuff into trash bags while slowly replacing it with my own possessions. As of yesterday I wasn't quite finished, but that's more to do with Japan's byzantine and draconian trash disposal policies than it is my own industry.
Thence to my first day at work at the the city hall. My division is so freaking cool. I am really, really optimistic about this job; it's a nice change! Of course, I get a call from Yoshino. I'd left my keitai in The Oaks and figured they were calling about that. Hah hah. If only.
First, I was told that they'd expected me to stay around and take my successor around town. That would have been sweet, only why the fuck-you send off? Turns out I'd fallen victim to Japan's fabled ambiguity. So I felt like crap for that.
Then the woman tells me that I have yet to hand over the 2nd key to my apartment. Now, that's funny, because I'd handed it over to her two weeks previously. "No, you didn't," she says. I beg to differ. We continue like this for five minutes or so, with the latter three conducted in Japanese while my supervisor gets progressively more abusive toward me before finally hanging up the phone. Fucking bitch. I'm in tears at this point - my first day at my new job and I look like an unbalanced freak.
Of course, my new supervisor, sweetheart that she is, calms me down and calls my school back. At which point my supervisor says "Oh, you did give me the spare key two weeks ago! I just found it, tee-hee!" I don't think I've ever been so incensed in my life, but at least I no longer felt bad for having left school too early.
Since that day I've been taken around to a bunch of organisations in my new city, hung out with the few, the proud, the two other gaijin in town, and been to my welcome enkai. In the interest of keeping to a manageable length, I will report on these later.
I currently find myself in Tokyo, after a hellacious trip down during which my express was delayed 20+ minutes due to rainfall, thus resulting in my missing my shinkansen connection. I was then booted onto a different shinkansen, one which made twice as many stops, and which also ended up over 20 minutes late, plus I lost my reserved seat status, although no one would refund the difference in my ticket.
Anyway, I arrived in Tokyo too late to catch the subway connections to the capsule hotel where I usually stay, forcing me to spend $100 to stay at a hotel in Shinjunku. Dammit. On the upside, it means that I can stroll over to the Keio Plaza hotel this morning after lounging around for awhile and having another go at an Internet cafe. Man, it feels good to be online again.
That will be all.
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on 2005-08-01 02:29 am (UTC)good luck with the new job. hope things run smoothly.
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on 2005-08-01 03:09 am (UTC)Have a fun weekend, and I'll send all the good karmic vibrations I can summon for getting settled in your new place. ^_^
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on 2005-08-01 11:57 am (UTC)Relax and enjoy Tokyo....hope the rest of settling in goes smoothly now!! (and hope you are online at home soon!)
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