So today I felt adventurous. Today I felt like I was going to go and and meet some Japanese people. Or Some Gaijin. Or a bum, I donít know anyone who might be interesting. I go to this spot labelled International bar. And International it was, my oh my.
I walk in the door and Iíll be honest the first thing I notice is this sweet little Brazilian thing, cute face, just enough meat to make it worth while, way too much skin showing and tits to f--king die for. Iím directed by this kind looking Japanese woman to the wood (may she burn in hell) so I sit down. I try and order a beer in Japanese (hitori bieru kudesai (fun fact, it's actually hitotsu bieru kudesai, so at this point she knew I was at least borderline retarded)), but thereís karaoke a-blarin so i give up and order in English. She smiles and gives me my beer then beckons this charming (and by charming i mean none too attractive) Japanese girl to sit by me. Iíll be honest, I got a little suspicious at this point, but I figured Ďnah, they just arenít very busy so sheís pulling someone over to talk to meí. Yes I am an idiot. Yes I deserve to pay what I paid.
So we talk a bit, regular bullshit what are you doing here, whatís your job, how long you here. The she pulls me over to do some karaoke. Of course the entire time Iím thinking ĎGarett you were so f--king right, Japanese chics just flock to white dudes, weíre like super glueí. Yes I am an idiot, Yes I did deserve to pay.
We sing a song, sit down again. Keep talking. Other people are singing, she pokes me, strokes my arm and of course Iím sitting there thinking ĎMan I am a charming motherf--kerí. So she asks me to dance. At this point weíre two beer in (four if you include the road beers) so Iím game. We dance a bit, I do some swing thinking Iím so charming. We sit down and I, still a little bit suspicious (she was being way too nice, I mean, Iím sexy but Iím not that sexy) order my final beer. She opens it and sits down again. Moments later the owner brings me a bill for 5000yen. I balk, but say nothing, because while I am a sucker, I kind of saw it coming. I pay and moments later sheís doing her best to get me out the door.
And I though the Japanese were supposed to be such kind people. I will however admit that those girls are damned well trained in the art of saying what you want to hear. And for that, I give them Mad Props.