I just got back from my Sunday night 7-11 run to watch the high-pitched clerk in action. She’s on to me now, though, and recognizes me because I’m the big white guy that comes in every Sunday. Instead of staring down at the register keys and avoiding eye contact, now she looks at me.
Outside there were a bunch of kids just hanging out and smoking. The scene was remarkably similar to the 7-11’s in America.
Tomorrow I have a regular day of classes, then on Tuesday it’s a public holiday for the Autumnal Equinox. Nice! I haven’t decided what I’m going to do. Melanie upstairs wants to go out and try the yakitori place with me, so I might do that. I’m thinking that if this weather stays like it has been, it might be a perfect day to go hiking.
