よい時の記憶 (Remembering the Good Times)
Tanabatta is like 4'11"...in heels...so even with the seat all the way down on my new old bike, she could barely get her lilliputian self on to give it a spin.
It's been a rough couple of weeks, which is probably why there's been more nomikais in April than there had been since I started the job back in November. Yuiko left to go start a restaurant with her family. My old boss got a "promotion", and new management from Tokyo came and took over the place. I found out that, because we'd been working so much overtime, my department was losing money for the company. Yuko, Makita, and Tanabatta were transferred to other groups. We've known got half as many people doing the same amount of work. And they've been ramming this whole idea of setting goals and advancing down everyone's throat ad naseum in meeting after meeting after meeting. Me getting stressed out is about as common as seeing a Yanbaru quina, but this is definitely one of those times when the intense pressure put upon us is starting to affect me.
We were originally going to go to an izakaya that opened up on the bottom floor of our building, but that place has been packing in office workers without fail since it opened a couple of weeks ago. Instead we went to An to Ten, a pretty snazzy izakaya on the second floor of the Apple Town in Shintoshin. Sadly they were lacking in the tabehodai and nomihodai department...but that actually might have been a good thing in my case...I always wind up abusing the nomihodai system like nobody's business and taking long, unexpected naps.
Steph and Non-chan. When they get together it's the most entertaining thing ever.
Short and sweet.
Remember how I said there wasn't any nomihodai and how that was a good thing? Me thinks it has something to do with the drink selection...which includes tequila based cocktails. Me and tequila have a long history that usually involves me consuming large amounts of it, throwing up a ton, and passing out in weird places. Last time it was in an abandoned bar in Nishihara. I didn't want to end up like that old dude I saw fucked up on the street in Yonabaru a while back...so thanks, An to Ten for keeping people from doing ridiculous shit.