I suppose you could say since this is my blog, you could look into it and see my cynic's reflection. But I think as long as we're talking mirrors here you should take a good look at yourself. And contemplate just how much you wish it were my reflection looking back, cause it's a mirror, so it'd be yours. And I'm hot.

Friday, November 25, 2005

You've Got To Be Kidding Me

By the way, Ben, Genki means lively/energetic.

So after the fiasco of my previous entry, I got ready for work yesterday and made absolutely sure that Mallage Kashiwa was were I was supposed to be. I checked all my cover sheets, and went over everything again and again just to make sure. Finally, confident in my choice, I headed out to Mallage for my 1:20 shift.

I walked in and Dave and Allen are in the office, and the first thing they say is, "See? I told you, and he's not even on the schedule." Oh Lord. So there I was, not on the schedule, but for some reason Dave had been brought out from Kashiwa. Why is beyond me. I thought I was supposed to have observation yesterday.

Just as I am taking this in, I turned on my phone to call HQ and get a text message from Bryan saying that I'm on the schedule for Kashiwa that day at 1:20, as a heads up. So when I called HQ and told them what was going on, they asked to check my coversheets, of which I had none, and then Mallage branch had no record of giving me a cover sheet, so I was off the hook on this, it wasn't my fault. So then I had to find a way to get to Kashiwa as soon as possible, and wound up taking a taxi which Nova is going to pay me back for.

I got to Kashiwa about ten minutes into when my first lesson should have been, they had to move my lesson to another teacher whose student was a no show. So thankfully again no one had to be cancelled, but all the same. I got a free period then, which was nice, and then my student after that no showed, so I had a lot of free time really.

The rest of my day at work was interesting and...fun filled to say the least. I got to explain to people over and over again that it was not in fact my fault for not being there at the start of my shift.

After work was much better, in that I got a call from Greg saying that he had his interview for the job he wants as an actual public school teacher, and that it went really well. So I ment up with him in Kita Matsudo for drinks and sushi, and all was well. We had Toro, the very most delicious of tuna underbelly, and basashi, which is raw horse. It was amazing. Fantastic, and I felt like a terrible person for eating and enjoying it so much. Horse is just one of those meats that, as a Westerner, I wouldn't think would be alright to eat raw. Apparently I was very, very wrong. Deliciously wrong.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I had horses, I went to horse camp, i had lessons and you ate a horse? ew thats just yuck, like eating a puppy yuck. ew ew ew I am sending you mouthwash ew.

11:19 PM

 

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