Lapin My Wonderful Part-time Job
About two months ago, I received an opportunity to interview for this new bakery that opened up in Owase. Someone I had just met in the OWASEBON (a post about that later on) meeting upon hearing that I was semi-jobless(or under-employed) immediately offered to call upon the bakery to whom she was loosely associated through one of her friends. This event sowed a seed of interest in the minds of the bakery owners in me. The new place was called Lapin (unbeknown to me at the time I had already patronized their store for my bread fix three or four times).
After multiple discouraging, irritating, and painful experiences with the discrimination against foreigners and close-mindedness of the local populations, this experience was very uplifting – just when I needed one. The other places (some even English conversation schools) rejected me on the basis that I was a foreigner alone or else because I was male. What does this say – male foreigners = worst situation. Females sadly are desired probably only for the exoticism associated with them.
Thus in March I began working at this wonderful bakery that would soon be the boon of my daily contentment with my often thorny life in Owase. Thank you, Miho and Yuko.
Oh! Saka! 