Yesterday, I had to work late at the office.
Physically, there wasn't enough time, so I had to work until late.
I wanted to take today off...
Today, I'm planning to switch out my hats.
I’ll be exchanging spring/summer ones with fall/winter ones.
This is my version of changing wardrobes.
I’ve loved hats for decades.
Through hats, I became friends with a German lady.
I think I've written about it in this blog before.
(If not, please forgive me because of my age!)
When I was looking for a present for a friend going to the Netherlands at M Department Store in Ginza,
A foreigner approached me with a smile.
Somehow, I probably greeted her with a smile as well.
"I think your hat is very lovely," she might have said.
I ended up meeting her daughter who lives in Tokyo.
Her daughter was a director at S-Brand.
That’s the story.
I seem to be seen as a relaxing senior wandering around the city center, and I often get approached by various foreigners.
(Not in a flirtatious way like with younger people, but more like they’re in trouble and need help.)
When this happens three days in a row, I start to think it’s strange,
but I don’t worry too much about it.
(Becoming fearless as I grow older is a joy.)
Reluctantly, I ended up riding the Hibiya Line with a handsome young Cambodian man.
He was planning to go to the Tohoku area but seemed to have gotten lost.
I went with him to Ueno Station on the Hibiya Line.
He only had a ticket to Omiya Station.
Quickly, I left him with a station staff member at Ueno Station.
I left Ueno, asking the staff to take care of the rest.
I was late to the meeting time. I explained the situation and apologized to my friends.
People come to me, so it can't be helped, they said.