I am pretty sure that is a skewered eyeball in a bowl. Maybe this is a piece of Japanese culture I don't understand. Or maybe my coworker wants me dead. I just can't tell.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Sometimes, I am allowed to leave work for a little while to run errands. I often have to go to the bank during school hours because for some reason, banks here close at 3:00, and the ATMs have business hours, which defeats the purpose of an ATM, but whatever.
I DIGRESS. So I was walking along, enjoying the first sunny day we had had in a while, when my eye caught something moving on the sidewalk. I looked down and promptly shrieked in terror, because there were hairy, nasty caterpillars everywhere. I do not know what kind of caterpillars these were, suffice to say that if you made one really big, it would look like the villain in a Godzilla movie.
To help you imagine this, I have drawn a picture of the caterpillar using the highest quality artistic software. Also, Godzilla is there because I felt like drawing Godzilla.
They were EVERYWHERE. It was a mass exodus of horror, crawling right around my feet. By this point, I couldn't really go anywhere else, since there were cars on the road (Side note: there were a lot of people in cars who were probably really amused by the foreign girl frozen in complete fear on the side of the road, because I was there for a while, and a lot of cars passed by. That's all.).
Left with no other option, I ran out of the field of the caterpillars, and managed to squash approximately 95 of them. And then I felt equal parts sad that I had squashed 95 caterpillars (who, despite being horribly gross, are just baby butterflies, and no matter how you look at it, you suck if you kill 95 baby butterflies), and annoyed that my shoes were now really dirty.
And then I went to the bank.