Hmph

To the men in the train station who come to me and, even though I'm wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase (i.e., obviously not a clueless tourist), ask if I need help working the self-explanatory ticket machine ... where the heck are you when I need help getting my ADSL switched from one address

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Fake Out

If we assume that the random, middle-aged man I asked for directions to my new ward office last week was just confused when he told me to go in the opposite direction, adding an hour to my journey, then we may pardon him, for it was an honest mistake. If we assume that said random,

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I’m So Rejected

My suspicion was correct - I did not get the textbook proofreading job I interviewed for. I know this because a hand-addressed letter came to my apartment, two days after the interview. Enclosed, a very gentle note: "Dear Ms. E, Thank you very much for sparing your time for the interview for the proofreader position.

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