Sunday, March 16, 2008 11:02 AM
The Exciting World of Work in Japan
From this sedentiary position, the only way is up for this junior fashion outlet employee currently gaining valuable retail experience as a sign-holder on Tokyo's prestigious Omotesando.
Posted in Scenes from Japan
Sign-holding is quite a widespread profession in Japan, although rarely does the job come with its own chair. I'm sure you'd be a shoe-in, and quickly climb the career ladder to tissue hander-outer or man-with-illuminated-baton.
On a (much) filthier note: when Brian and I were on our fabled Japanese holiday, my brother-in-law tried to show us the man holding the "Anal Fuck" sign, which was apparently a "must see" for all English-speaking tourists. Unfortunately, he wasn't to be found. Must have been his night off.
It is now hayfever season, the train this morning was like an audition for the sneeze-and-snurgle festival. (Snurgle is a word I just made up to describe the hawking back of snot through a runny nose).
The done thing is to wear a little white mask.
Marsha, I have never heard of this particular sign but I will keep an eye out for it for documentary purposes.
Marsha, do you mean he (the sign-holder, not your brother-in-law) was a male prostitute, advertising his wares?
of the shady guys who operate much of Japan's naughty industry (so I gather from various sources). The actual act of male-female copulation in Japan is illegal you see, so all the advertising beats around the bush (err, so to speak) on what precisely is on offer.
Your male-male operatives will be operating much much more discretely. Japan is a nation of small rooms and large closets.
Such is the value of unskilled labor in this country.
And the universities are producing many more unskilled workers, ready for the world of low end labor.
You have a degree in Art? You have a masters in Literature? Great, here's your sign and your minimum wage.
Though I must admit I didn't do too well the other week when - from the customer side of the counter - I ordered "poteto chippusu". It was early in the morning and my brain wasn't thinking. Confusion ensued until I remembered that the Japanese word for what I wanted is "furenchu furaizu".