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Recently I`ve started to actively pick fights with Japanese people which is something against my usual nature. I`m not sure if this is due to the length of time crammed up into trains, big city life or discontent with Japanese life in general (or recently having my trousers pulled down).

Yesterday a middle aged woman dropped a sweet wrapper on the floor so I shouted at her in English to pick it up. She ignored me so I stared at her as menacingly as I could and she looked away. My menacing frown is coming on a bit due to the practice.

Today a demented cyclist swerved around me almost causing me to fall over so I shouted, “What the hell do you think you`re doing?” which caused a couple of pedestrians walking near me to quicken their step away from me if nothing else.

I am however wary of picking fights with the Japanese. Apart from a secret fear they might be fully trained in several martial arts, I was once in the centre of Osaka in the daytime when two midget salarymen were fighting each other. One had a prety mean headbutt attack he pulled off though their other attacks weren`t as lethal. After a few more blows they picked up their scattered briefcases and walked away. I think it`s Japanese (salaryman) life.

Tags: Japan, Osaka, Asia, Quaisi, Kansai, Expat, English, Fight, Salaryman, Midget