Tonight the Japan office decided “see what Mike will eat” wasn’t challenging enough. Tonight we played “see what Mike will drink.” Unlike last night, I won this battle. But ask me at 5:30 am local time tomorrow. That’s when I have to wake up to catch a train. I suspect an appellate court would rule in the favor of the Japan office. Evidence: dark circles under the eyes, falling asleep in front of the customer, etc.
Apparently an “atomic bomb” in Japan/Korea is akin to an “Irish Car Bomb” in the Boston area. Neither depicts a politically positive connotation. That being said, the atomic bomb is decidedly wimpier than its East coast US counterpart. Guiness, Bailey’s and Jameson is uncomparable. I decided to demonstrate by taking down a Kirin and Soju “atomic bomb” in full competitive form. I completed the task to many cheers from my comrades. My vistory was decisive. Yet I suspect the ultimate judgement will take place tomorrow morning when I wake up…way too early…for the train to God knows where on the island of Nippon.
I vaguely remember this beginning as a blog for my two toddler sons, Dylan and Calvin. I guess they’ll have to wait until they are of age to read this. Cheers my friends…errr…Kanpai!