Assualted ... again!
Damn these old japanese women. If you don’t recall my first experience with an old Japanese woman, let’s just say crowded supermarket, her hand, my bumb, and some rubbin’. This time it wasn’t a sexual assault but verbal and physical abuse.
So I am sitting there on the train, minding my own business, typing away on my powerbook; when an irate, toothless old hag from the other side of the aisle rushes up to me, slams the lid of my powerbook on my fingers and starts shouting some nonsense for about half a minute and walks back to her seat as if nothing happened. Unfortunately, I was too stunned for a verbal comeback (english is a good come back in these situations as it makes the Japanese person think they have just offended a tourist).
Every one was just as shocked as I was; however some Aussie female tourists aptly remarked “What the ** was that about?” Beats me. Bad hair/tooth day maybe? Or maybe an avid supporter of the dark side! Damn these M$ loving Windows PeeCee users! So I just opened the lid on my powerbook and started typing again. That’ll show her!
