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feeling: in between many things
listening to: Moriyama Ryoko - Papier
First of all, I added two more drama reviews to this post. That's been overdue for months, but I kept forgetting about it. And I'm in the process of watching another one now, which I'll be adding to the list soon too, if I remember.
So anyway. This week. Remember that stuff about taking a step? Well. I took one. Ended up essentially right back where I started, though. But it was an interesting process getting there.
Thursday afternoon I talked myself into driving out to YSK. I found the lady my dentist had recommended to me; turns out, as I should've expected, she was native Japanese, so other than introducing myself and announcing my purpose there, everything else exchanged between us was in Japanese. In a way I was surprised, but in a way I wasn't; I didn't really expect them to give me a job or even an interview. But they did far more than just take my resume and recite the standard lie that they'd call me later if anything came up.
Basically, as soon as I told this lady I knew Japanese, she was suddenly all perky and squeeing "Oh! Please, come in!" while ushering me into a smaller room to sit down. She then went to get another worker there, a Japanese guy, and both of them sat down with me and talked to me for a good 10 minutes about the stuff on my resume and what I wanted to do and why and etc. All in Japanese. And I was floored by how many times they both made little impressed sounds and uttered "sugoi"s to each other over and over in the course of this thing. I'm not THAT good. *blink* But then, more than anything I think they were impressed that there was someone in this useless little town who actually knew ANY Japanese beyond "anime" and "sushi." >.>
Anyway, in the end they determined that they didn't have any openings available at the time and kept my resume. So it was probably just a longer, drawn-out version of the typical failed job hunt routine. But still, the utter politeness and kindness and thoughtfulness of these people blew me away. The lady even brought up such conversational topics as the sakura trees lined up outside the building we were in, the dentist who referred me to them, and of course, the price of gas. :P
But most surprising of all, no more than an hour after I left there, I checked my email and actually found an email from the lady just thanking me for stopping by and giving me contact info for two other Japanese companies similar to theirs (but further away, of course) who are looking for translators, while still saying that YSK "might need my help in the future."
So... that was YSK. I don't honestly expect them to contact me again, of course, but the way that all played out was much nicer than the quick and concise "No thanks *takes resume and files it away never to be seen again*" response I was expecting.
Next step? This place called YUSA in Washington Courthouse, I guess. Twice the distance away, but still within a fairly reasonable range for the job I'd be asking for there. They handle the same sorts of things YSK does, apparently... which is fine, but honestly a big part of the reason I was interested in YSK was that thing about Japanese people bringing their families to Chillicothe with no knowledge of the area or language, and them having employees dedicated to just helping them find their way around town and do the things they needed to do every day. But since I don't live in Washington Courthouse, I wouldn't be able to do that at YUSA. Oh well... plus side is I'd be just as likely to have a good computer and internet access at my disposal to accomplish written translations.
The other company she named was TFO in Jeffersonville, yet again twice the distance away from YUSA and starting to push the edges of my idea of "reasonable distance." I was hoping to not spend 2+ hours a day commuting. I know I could stay at Kitty's, but if I looked it up right, this place in Jeffersonville is almost as far from her house as it is from mine... I think... maybe I'm confusing it with Canal Winchester...
Anyway. So that's where all that stands.
Then after I got home Thursday, my brother showed up hoping to work on his Jeep, and of course he brought his son with him. And the little spawn is becoming a baseball freak, so he wanted to play baseball outside, but since his dad and grandpa were busy with the Jeep, he wanted me to play with him. And wow. Haven't played catch since I was his age. I'm about as good at it now as I was then, too. :p
I think being out in all that nice sunny weather yesterday got to my sinuses, though. I've been kinda stuffy and sneezy today. Not enough to be a cold; just a change-in-the-weather thing. Annoying when I'm trying to sleep, though. Which I'm going to do go now, I think.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 4/19/2008 02:25:00 AM
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