The building I live in often loses water pressure, so, even though there's a chance that the problem was fixed a few weeks ago when some work was done on the building, I guess I'll be filling up the tub on Thursday. Since we are located well up into the mountains, relatively far from shore, I can't imagine that any damage that may result around here will be terribly serious. And hopefully, by the time the storm reaches us, if it indeed does, the winds will have died down considerably. Nevertheless, I will do my best to prepare for the worst.
Why? Well, because in 2005, a powerful typhoon rocked this area and damaged the private rail line between Nobeoka and Takachiho to such an extent that it has yet to be rebuilt! That my friends, is nuts!
Oh, and on a related note, our first baseball game of the season has already been postponed twice due to rain and it looks like it'll be postponed for a third time tomorrow. And even if it's not a rainout tomorrow, for some miraculous reason, well, the game that was originally scheduled for tomorrow has been pushed back to Friday. And judging by the weather forecast, you can bet your house that we won't be playing that one. So the rainouts continue.
I swear someone is out to sabotage our games. Starting with the end of our last season, back in May, I think we've now had about six rainouts in a row, if not seven! It's like if you want it to rain, simply schedule a game and you'll be granted your wish.
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Today at lunchtime, I made a big boo-boo. My mistake was going to lunch before looking at the lunch schedule. But I do that almost all the time, so I can't really consider that my mistake. What I guess you could say the real problem was is that I walked out of the cafeteria after I saw what was being served! That was a first, but I was so disheartened, I just knew I had no choice but to do a 180 and get the h
eck out of there. What was the meal, you ask? Rice (no, thanks), soup (edible), beans (no, thanks!), and the usual concoction that includes such ingredients as quail eggs, renkon, konnyaku, odd-tasting potatoes, and other assorted mostly not-so-delicious or nice-looking items (NO, thanks!).Luckily for me, in such times of emergency, there's always Kajika-no-sato, a restaurant I mentioned in a previous blog. So I set off on my way, jogging at a slow pace so as not to get too sweaty but so that I could still make it to the restaurant, eat, and get back to school in time for the afternoon faculty meeting at 1:35.
And doubly lucky for me, another teacher who was also avoiding today's lunch (he wisely checked the menu!) and also on his way to Kajika picked me up on his way (and drove me back). So I had plenty of time to relax and have a nice, delicious lunch.
And believe me, paying the extra money for real food (I pay a monthly set fee for my lunches here at school, whether or not I eat them) is money well spent!
When I told the teacher about how I had entered the cafeteria and then turned around and left almost immediately, he told me that that was a bad move, that that was rude of me, and that the next time I just have to suck it up, take the food, eat it, and tell everyone how delicious it was.
Of course, he was only being half serious. And then I told him that I didn't mean to offend anyone, but that it offends me that I have to eat that food. Then he just laughed and told me to check out the menu more often before I go to lunch.
I'm just glad that some he has a good sense of humor. But believe me, I've highlighted today's lunch and will be on the lookout for it again so that I won't make the same mistake twice!
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