you have got to be fucking kidding me........
whats with this week? fuck!!
its late. ive had time to come down from the panic high and take the whole situation in.
ill recap;
im in my room playing videogames. relaxing. my day off. koshi has to fill in for someone whos gonna be a few hours late. he tried to get me to do it and i laughed right in his face
. koshi has an 11 year old sister who is staying here while her dad is in yokahama. now koshi's and suzu's dad owns the club i work at and is my boss as well....
koshi leaves and not 30 minutes later theres a knock on my door. i ignore it. than a huge slam on the door. wtf!? i turn down the music and hear crying. i open the door and suzu is standing there crying. well, i say crying but the sound was like i imagine a jungle cat would make when it finds it mate dead. more like a howl.
i try to ask her whats wrong but she wont say. (she speaks only a little english and my nihon is weak) i notice her hands are behind her back(shes still screaming). i try to look behind her back and she move saway. ok. i grab her shoulders and turn her around. her hands are hiding the back of her skirt. but i see some red.
now this is interesting because from the whole experience i remember this the most. the feeling of relief at having discovered the problem (she wasnt gonna die or anything).
and immediately after, the panic that gripped me as i realized i was in no fucking way prepared for the situation i now found myself in.
i screamed for my roomates sitser who stays with us. ALLISOOOON? no one was home. i called koshis cell. 3 times he diddnt answer. redial, redial, redial, nothing. grrrr. i thought about calling my mom. but what good will that do? even if i knew what to do, it wouldnt matter. i needed a girl to do the--stuff, or whatever.
i need a girl.
kate! kates from new zeland and speaks japanese well. she lives in the next building. i ask suzu to fallow me (shes STILL crying). no way, she aint moving (shes 90lb but strong as an ox). i pick her up like a briefcase in 1 arm and fly down the steps. its 10pm and i pray to 66 saints that kate is home. i get to her door and knock. after an eternity kate answers (i woke her up)and i shoved suzu inside. now this is kinda funny. kate just woke up and now me and suzu are screaming at her. i get sent to get stuff from the store. fine.
that was its own adventure (the names where in english but the direction where in japanese)
i returnt to kates 20 min. later with 1 1/2 bags full uf stuff and suzu is no longer crying just sitting on the couch (kate gave her some sweats to wear) hand the stuff over to kate and they go in the bathroom for a few more minutes. i take this opprotunity to swipe a beer out of the fridge. hehe.
when the came out thier both giggling and joking. kate said they where laughing at me.
whatever.
long story short suzus asleep and koshi is back now. i called him a big faggoty fat fag fuck face. he thanked me for my "cool head"
fuck face.
i might not have helped things by screaming and freaking out
but fuck, man! everyones all like "shes been through allot".
what about MY fucking trauma?
no appreciation......
keep the faith.
whats with this week? fuck!!
its late. ive had time to come down from the panic high and take the whole situation in.
ill recap;
im in my room playing videogames. relaxing. my day off. koshi has to fill in for someone whos gonna be a few hours late. he tried to get me to do it and i laughed right in his face
. koshi has an 11 year old sister who is staying here while her dad is in yokahama. now koshi's and suzu's dad owns the club i work at and is my boss as well....
koshi leaves and not 30 minutes later theres a knock on my door. i ignore it. than a huge slam on the door. wtf!? i turn down the music and hear crying. i open the door and suzu is standing there crying. well, i say crying but the sound was like i imagine a jungle cat would make when it finds it mate dead. more like a howl.
i try to ask her whats wrong but she wont say. (she speaks only a little english and my nihon is weak) i notice her hands are behind her back(shes still screaming). i try to look behind her back and she move saway. ok. i grab her shoulders and turn her around. her hands are hiding the back of her skirt. but i see some red.
now this is interesting because from the whole experience i remember this the most. the feeling of relief at having discovered the problem (she wasnt gonna die or anything).
and immediately after, the panic that gripped me as i realized i was in no fucking way prepared for the situation i now found myself in.
i screamed for my roomates sitser who stays with us. ALLISOOOON? no one was home. i called koshis cell. 3 times he diddnt answer. redial, redial, redial, nothing. grrrr. i thought about calling my mom. but what good will that do? even if i knew what to do, it wouldnt matter. i needed a girl to do the--stuff, or whatever.
i need a girl.
kate! kates from new zeland and speaks japanese well. she lives in the next building. i ask suzu to fallow me (shes STILL crying). no way, she aint moving (shes 90lb but strong as an ox). i pick her up like a briefcase in 1 arm and fly down the steps. its 10pm and i pray to 66 saints that kate is home. i get to her door and knock. after an eternity kate answers (i woke her up)and i shoved suzu inside. now this is kinda funny. kate just woke up and now me and suzu are screaming at her. i get sent to get stuff from the store. fine.
that was its own adventure (the names where in english but the direction where in japanese)
i returnt to kates 20 min. later with 1 1/2 bags full uf stuff and suzu is no longer crying just sitting on the couch (kate gave her some sweats to wear) hand the stuff over to kate and they go in the bathroom for a few more minutes. i take this opprotunity to swipe a beer out of the fridge. hehe.
when the came out thier both giggling and joking. kate said they where laughing at me.
whatever.
long story short suzus asleep and koshi is back now. i called him a big faggoty fat fag fuck face. he thanked me for my "cool head"
fuck face.
i might not have helped things by screaming and freaking out
but fuck, man! everyones all like "shes been through allot".
what about MY fucking trauma?
no appreciation......
keep the faith.
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