Yesterday I was sitting in my office/classroom waiting for my next student when a knock came at the door, and a person I didn’t know at all started to walk in the door. He spotted me and stopped short, and I took the opportunity to say in very professional English, “Good afternoon, can I help you?”
The poor guy got a double shock for walking into the wrong room, and unfortunately wasn’t able to recover. He said something like, “Ah… ah… mmm… no… uh…” and then ran for it.
Actually this kind of thing happens about once a month. The office that I’m in is marked as “reception room 4”, but unfortunately on the same floor there is also a “meeting room 4” and “inspector’s office 4”. That leaves plenty of chance for confusion. I actually enjoy the experiences very much (probably too much). I guess it breaks up an otherwise routine day.
Tonight is the big night, and we’ll bring together six single people in a restaurant with all you can drink alcohol and see what happens. It’s my first experience to witness åˆã‚³ãƒ³ (go-kon) up close. It should make for some interesting stories next time!
