Who's the Boss

This post is about how I am the boss. Not like Bruce Springsteen (is it Bruce Springsteen or Billy Joel? Should I know this?), or the guy at the end of the level who has his own life bar, just like you; I mean I'm apparently the guy who hires and fires people.

I just found this out in the last few days, when I noticed that people kept coming up to me and telling me their life stories. What countries they'd been to, jobs they'd had, hobbies, even a little about their families and occasionally personal relationships. It's not even in a conversational manner .. it's like they're trying to impress me. Granted, some of it is actually very impressive, like the guy who's putting on a production of Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead in Nagoya (I'm not sure the Japanese will get it), or the guy who owns a chain of hip-hop clothing stores throughout Japan (bullshit radar goes through the roof), but seriously, why are they telling me these things? It'd make a little more sense if they were all young women, but so far it's been 3 days of 5 people of different gender, age and race (not 5 different genders .. you know what I mean). Lance suggested that I must "have a friendly face or something," but I don't think that's the case. Do you?



That's the photo I had to take tonight, for my gym ID, in one of those booth things like in the movie Amelie. I don't look at my face very often nowadays, since the (tiny) mirror in my bathroom points directly at my right arm when I'm standing upright and I don't usually feel like stooping over, so when I saw this photo my first thought was, "when did I get so fucking lopsided?" They say (or at least Aaron says) that symmetry is the only universally accepted beauty. Where does that leave me? Buggered! Though my other American coworker recently told me he thought I looked like Jason Statham from the Transporter movies, which I thought was the coolest compliment ever. I also found out that he waits until I leave work in the evenings before he heads out himself. See that? I'm the benchmark! Or he just wants me to get fired first, for only staying an extra 2 hours every night.



Oh shit .. never mind, I'm not The Boss after all. In fact, I never was. Please don't fire me, Suntory Boss!