Taxi Driver: Yokohama junior high school, right?
Me: That’s right?
TD: (satisfied smile in the mirror) Its hot again today, isn’t it?
Me: Yes, very hot.
TD: Your Japanese is great!
TD: How long have you lived in Japan?
Me: Eight years.
TD: That explains it. Where do you come from?
TD: Ah, the States…
(I pull out my iPad and start checking my Facebook)
TD: Are you married?
TD: I see…you are very cool! You must have many Japanese girlfriends.
(I glance up from my iPad to see if he is eying me in the mirror. He is.)
Me: As a matter fact, I do! How did you know?
TD: Foreigners love Japanese girls…I hear.
Me: I can’t speak for all foreigners but I can’t get enough of Japanese girls. I have so many I don’t even have the energy to walk. That’s why I take taxis! Lucky for you, ne.
(The mirror wasn’t enough. He had to turn around and give me a look over his shoulder at that…and laughs)
TD: Is that right?
Me: No, I’m just joking.
TD: Eeeeeee! hahahahaha you are very funny!
Me: I have my moments.
TD: But you do like Japanese girls, right?
Me: Not really. Actually I kinda hate them. To tell you the truth, I kinda hate all Japanese people. Even you!
(He laughs like it’s the funniest thing he’s ever heard)
TD: You are really funny!
Me: I get that all the time.