A day in Kobe
Yesterday, I went to Kobe to join a Toastmasters meeting which was for officers. Officers!! Hell I am one of those officers now. I really regretted that I said yes to join it, because that’s was like a nothing.
I left Tokushima at 8:30, kind of early, for the stupid meeting, and got there 10:30. I knew the meeting was already started, however I didn’t feel like to rush. I even stopped at a shrine to look around. I finally got the place which was called Lasse hall or something. When I went inside presidents from each club were introducing them. My president ushered me to a seat. I felt like I wanted to get the hell out of the room.
The meeting was held by mostly English. But one club from Aichi was Japanese Toastmasters club, so they had no way to understand what’s going on till the end of the meeting. Besides most people’s English were hard to understand. I lost my concentration very quickly.
Nothing interesting happened till lunch time. For lunch we went to a Chinese restaurant. We sat randomly. An old woman who is in a higher place was next to me. She occasionally stood up to check if everything was under control. She was wearing tight trousers and you could see her cameltoe. Who wants to see old farts cameltoes? At least I wanted to say no thank you. But you could see she knew everybody could see her goddam cameltoe. I wondered if that was her logic to get horny or something. Some kind of fetish, and she could have fun masturbating for being stared when she got home. If that her lure I was a pathetic fish.
What got me the most was when we were divided by each job. I sat at SAA (Sergeant at Arms. What the hell is this?) table with 5 other people. We were meant to discuss how to do SAA jobs (carrying shit, setting places, making sure to pick up garbage and all). This guy from Kansai Toastmasters was supposed to teach us. The first thing he uttered was he was just asked to teach us days ago and had no idea what to do. The old bastard was wearing braces with a belt. What the point? I totally believed if someone said he fled from a nuts house if he didn’t speak English. The meeting was perfectly doomed. I wanted to get the hell out of the room. Some guys tried to suggest how to make SAA jobs more important. But we all joined Toastmasters last year. How could I know? There must be important thing than picking up trash after each meeting. Unfortunately, he started talking about the history of Japan Toastmasters Club for a change. And this lasted through the session. At the end we had to present what idea we got to enhance our job. Hell, knowing this old mongo joined Toastmasters in 1969 summer never helped. And this poor middle aged guy from some club of course SAA had to go up to the front to tell all what we discussed. He was wise enough not to mention when this old slop made the first speech, but not clever enough to make up something convincing. He was toast. However, all the attendance there weren’t even paying attention to him. They just gave claps when he finished his speech. What the phony people. The old mentor, whose foot is already in a coffin, nodded a lot while the guy was saying something pointless. The whole meeting was pointless anyways.
I left Tokushima at 8:30, kind of early, for the stupid meeting, and got there 10:30. I knew the meeting was already started, however I didn’t feel like to rush. I even stopped at a shrine to look around. I finally got the place which was called Lasse hall or something. When I went inside presidents from each club were introducing them. My president ushered me to a seat. I felt like I wanted to get the hell out of the room.
The meeting was held by mostly English. But one club from Aichi was Japanese Toastmasters club, so they had no way to understand what’s going on till the end of the meeting. Besides most people’s English were hard to understand. I lost my concentration very quickly.
Nothing interesting happened till lunch time. For lunch we went to a Chinese restaurant. We sat randomly. An old woman who is in a higher place was next to me. She occasionally stood up to check if everything was under control. She was wearing tight trousers and you could see her cameltoe. Who wants to see old farts cameltoes? At least I wanted to say no thank you. But you could see she knew everybody could see her goddam cameltoe. I wondered if that was her logic to get horny or something. Some kind of fetish, and she could have fun masturbating for being stared when she got home. If that her lure I was a pathetic fish.
What got me the most was when we were divided by each job. I sat at SAA (Sergeant at Arms. What the hell is this?) table with 5 other people. We were meant to discuss how to do SAA jobs (carrying shit, setting places, making sure to pick up garbage and all). This guy from Kansai Toastmasters was supposed to teach us. The first thing he uttered was he was just asked to teach us days ago and had no idea what to do. The old bastard was wearing braces with a belt. What the point? I totally believed if someone said he fled from a nuts house if he didn’t speak English. The meeting was perfectly doomed. I wanted to get the hell out of the room. Some guys tried to suggest how to make SAA jobs more important. But we all joined Toastmasters last year. How could I know? There must be important thing than picking up trash after each meeting. Unfortunately, he started talking about the history of Japan Toastmasters Club for a change. And this lasted through the session. At the end we had to present what idea we got to enhance our job. Hell, knowing this old mongo joined Toastmasters in 1969 summer never helped. And this poor middle aged guy from some club of course SAA had to go up to the front to tell all what we discussed. He was wise enough not to mention when this old slop made the first speech, but not clever enough to make up something convincing. He was toast. However, all the attendance there weren’t even paying attention to him. They just gave claps when he finished his speech. What the phony people. The old mentor, whose foot is already in a coffin, nodded a lot while the guy was saying something pointless. The whole meeting was pointless anyways.
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