Yesterday Ryosuke and I went over to a friend’s house for dinner. As the evening was winding down, I moved to the couch while the boys continued to compare “work horror stories” in Japanese. As a freelancer working primarily with Western companies from home, my brand of “horror stories” are vastly different than someone working at a traditional Japanese company. Plus, when I’m participating in the conversation, they have to speak Japanese a tad bit slower, to make sure I can catch everything.
The post My greatest regret appeared first on Texan in Tokyo.