I don't have much time, but yesterday was a long day. I was really exhausted helping everyone out on their projects. I had to sit with each person and review their project summary reports and explain why most of it was wrong. It's okay that it's wrong, they are just learning. But with the language barrier for some, I had to get really creative and think of different ways to explain the same thing. So a lot of mental energy just tired me out.
Plus, I am tired of the whole crowd herding that happens. They meet us at the hotel, and we are all herded to the office. Then we are all herded to lunch. Then back to the office. And then to dinner. So I am constantly around people for over 12 hours.
So. Last night. Sheesh. We had a regional dinner, which means all the people in the class and all the Japanese folks who work for the Company got together and got drunk. Our hosts really like to drink. We had to take shots of sake. Then they served us beer. And wine. And more sake. And more sake. It was hot sake too. You had to gulp it while the girls would chant "Icky icky icky!" (I think it was Ichi, but it sounded like Icky to me.) Then someone handed me a piece of sushi. It had so much wasabi my nose almost burned off. They laughed when I grabbed the pitcher of tea and poured it down my throat. One of the girls then escorted me to the bathroom. I didn't ask for that - she just did it.
Oh. I ate octopus. It was not bad.
I was able to leave as the party started to get out of control. I am so glad I left. I could not have handled any more.
I felt horrible this morning, but hey! Vomiting helps. Now I feel much better.
Labels: drunk, food, training