Looking Down One's Nose

So, I don't know about you guys, but I hate it when people speak down to me.

In fact, just the idea of it fills me with quite the contemptible feeling.

That being said, I'm tired of being checked on by my company and spoken down to by the "higher-ups." They feel the need to lecture me for far longer than necessary about any small mistake. I will admit to my mistakes of course, but that does not mean that I am open to being over criticized and spoken to as if I were a child.

The more and more I think about it, the more I realize that it seems that the only way to get ahead in this company is to be a giant ass and most likely snitch on others. I don't think I will be spending a great deal of time at this company. I will most likely be looking for work once my contracts nears its end.

I love working with the kids and meeting the parents, but this company is honestly sucking the life from me and it's only been four weeks!

ON A LIGHTER NOTE...

Japanese people are awesome and extremely reliable. Don't believe me? Here are two great examples.

1) The other day the cap to my bike tire went flying off while I was pumping air and I spent the next morning searching for the cap (since it is a metal nozzle that keeps all the air in). The old lady next door saw me doing this and helped me look. After a short while, a young man (maybe 26) showed up and also helped look. He quickly offered to go to the nearby store and buy me a new cap. I had to leave then to prepare for my trip to Odate. As I came back downt he stairs on my way to the station I saw that not only was there a new cap on my tire, but that the tire had been filled with air!

Now honestly...can you see a perfect stranger doing that for you? Especially in the US.

2) Tonight, I left my room key in the keyhole for my door and forgot about it. It was not until four hours later that I heard a knock on my door. Upon opening the door I am greeted by someone on the hotel staff who politely tells me about my key. Now lets review this. That key was in the lock for four hours, and no one touched it. To top it off, someone on the hotel staff was just wandering the hall and saw it and took it upon themself to tell me.

So yea...Japanese people = extremely reliable.