I just discovered something... somewhat interesting.
There's a regular at our restaurant called David (yes, that is his real name). He comes approximately every week or so to order takeaway.
After I came back from ma' Sydney trip, my boss asked me, "Hey, you know that David? The one who orders takeaway?"
Me: "...yeah?" For a moment there, since that was when I was still ultimately obsessed with blogging, went, "Wait, what!?" ...but soon realised that what came to my mind was [beyond] impossible to be true. :P (if you don't know what I'm implying, then just don't worry about it!)
Her: "He can speak Japanese?"
Me: "What...!?" Did I just hear the word "Japanese"?
Her: "He brought along Japanese friends the other day; he spoke to them."
Me: "...whaaaaaat did you just sayyy!??"
I finally ran into him again around a week later when he came for his usual takeaway.
Me: "...I heard you brought over Japanese friends while I was away."
Him: "Yes..." *nods*
Me: "You can speak Japanese?"
Him: "Yes..." *nods*
Me: "Are you... fluent?"
Him: "Yes..." *nods*
I screamed mentally.
Him: "..I was in Japan for 8 years." And he smiled...
I screamed mentally and jumped around physically.
Next time I met him and I asked him a few more questions, and I was extremely surprised to find out that he'd gone to Japan as an English teacher! O.o
He just didn't look like... a teacher, that's all...
But, oh my! To think that someone I see every week had stayed in Japan for 8 years! Even if I knew nothing about him than what he likes to eat, his name and what type of credit card he has... :P
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