Yes, there is also a very nice, friendly, internationally aware and multiculturally sensitive Japan.

Just to get off some of the recent themes of people behaving badly. Sometimes the news world, which the blog world follows when it doesn’t move to the daily bumps and hits in the lives of writers, becomes a pretty pessimistic place. And then, the blogging community follows this and people who are in it feel like it’s all just about negativity.

So I promised myself that I would share with you who read me some good news–even if it’s very minor or not incidental to much else.

For example, late last month I had a job interview in Shinjuku. I had to bring my passport, which I put in my suit jacket. I took off my suit jacket, because it’s been 90+ weather here (30 something in Celsius, which always just sounds cold), and I sweat.

Because it’s that new passport I mentioned about, it’s heavier. It’s got the 52 pages in it, like I’m a world traveller or something. And unawares, when I had to get out from behind a group of women, the physics of shifting right sent the passport (unbeknown to me) to the left. It, in fact, left my suit pocket and fell on the ground.

I didn’t realize this until a nice man on the platform asked me if I lost something. My nenkin-techo (pension book) was there too, come to think of it. So he had two things in his hand.

I really appreciated what he did–this anonymous man–because I would have been screwed if I had had to replace them, and it would immediately made that interview much more difficult than it would have been. Especially, with me there sweating and wondering why I didn’t have what I thought I brought. [To my English studiers: this is “what I thought [that] I brought.” Two dependent clauses in a row.]

What a kind gesture!

Does this sort of thing happen back home. Sure. Is it more likely to happen in the big city in Japan. Yes, I would have to say. This is one of the nice things about Japan. The people here are just more honest on these sort of things. You can lose things, and they might not actually be lost forever.

I occasionally misplace my cell phone (keitai) when I am out in about. It’s always been exactly where I left it. Or, in the hands of someone who it was delivered to for safe-keeping.

First in a series of positive posts about the nicer side of Japan.

4 thoughts on “Yes, there is also a very nice, friendly, internationally aware and multiculturally sensitive Japan.

  1. Once on a subway from Umeda to Shinsaibashi, a man tapped me on the shoulder. Did you lose this? He said holding out a 1,000 yen note. I was about to thank him when I realized his pants were unzipped and his dick was out pointing in a not so subtle direction. We were standing less than 6 feet away from two elementary school children. Just another day in Japan!

    True story but you don’t have to approve this comment. lol

    1. OK yeah, I have one where I dropped a 5000 yen note because I had my mind on something else, in Roppongi Station, and the young person gave it back without any of the X-rated stuff you added on. This was 2007.

      I’m not saying that the Red Light District sh*t doesn’t go on in Japan. It’s just that the average person is usually incredibly honest about lost things. And in America, you might be taking your chances if you lose something.

  2. I love that you asterisked the word shit in this comment, but you’re using it uncensored in your blogging these days. Philly influence gradually seeping in!!

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