Did I say I go everywhere on a skateboard?
2 days ago I was going along a river in the outskirts of Tokyo when I feel someone looking at me. I see a short stocky guy in a down parka and he is asking me “Where I am from” ( I always wear head-phones to block the noise)
I can’t place the guy though…he is not Japanese but yet he kind of is…So I say Swedish as I pass him and curtly reply “And You”?
Hawaiaan he says,
I am intrigued since I like surfing and really like the Hawaiian mentality to life.
- Yeah, I work in Security…
Is that so?
- Yes, at the European Union – But I am not really supposed to talk about it.
Uh huh (The first rule of Fight Club is?)
-Yeah, we are a Special International Security Team
You don’t say
-That’s right, we have a Turkish Boss and there is me, a Nigerian, 2 Black Americans, 2 Japanese and a French guy, but he gets kind of paranoid.
Sounds like an interesting group of people
-Everyone speaks like 4-5 languages and have good training you know…
Wow, I speak about the same…
-Really, you should join us you know! -Everyone is really nice, except for the French guy, he gets kind of paranoid. I guess it goes with the territory…
Lets go surfing together one of these days instead!
I gave him my card and told him to e-mail me.
What pissed me off the most was that a team of crack killers where on the loose in my city recruiting on the streets.
Kickin up a fuss
Krs