The day I leave Japan, the country will be worse off for it. The Japanese will have lost a cartoon character in their comic strip of life. Once I am gone, who will they laugh at?
I am here to ensure the entire country has plenty to scratch their heads about. I even surprise myself at how I seem to, unknowingly, push the limits of strange things that foreigners do. The movie version of "That crazy gaijin" should be out soon.
Just the other day, I added another grand faux pas to my repertoire when I went to the customs office in Kobe. I have imported things into Japan via cargo ship plenty of times before and have never had any problems. But the goods were delivered directly to my house for a domestic transport fee that was usually twice that of the international cargo fee.