For the 2nd year running, roughly close to the same date – I lost my wallet. This time, I left it at a rest stop in Okayama while returning from a research forum at Naruto University in Tokushima. THANKFULLY, it was returned. When I realised it was missing, I called the rest stop and the staff said a customer brought it to them. We spoke on the phone, they agreed to mail it COD to me as I was 5 minutes away from a nervous breakdown.
My colleagues were supportive at 1st, but the bastards teased the hell out of me once they knew I was getting it back. Once again, in a high stress situation – I SPOKE PERFECT JAPANESE. If only my Japanese skills didn’t only activate when being searched by the police or trying to recover from my carelessness