Dating sucks in Japan

Japan is a culture of busy bodies, I think. Everybody is in a rush to go somewhere. Advanced booking is generally a must. It is very common to schedule a meeting with your friends a month in advance.   In Mongolia, it is unheard of to schedule a hangout. Usually, I would call up my friend and ask if they would like to go out or have coffee. It is very common to go over to my friend's place to hang out. Impromptu is everywhere.   So, because we are living in a scheduled society, dating sucks in Japan. Recently, a friend of mine recommended I open a Bumble account. I was hesitant at first because I had been catfished through a similar application. But I am giving it a try.   It is very weird to schedule a date a month in advance. Ok it is okay to schedule a date in a week or two, but a month advance feels weird. Also, I still feel hesitant to meet up because I am IMAGINING everything to go bad. My mind is saying prepare for the worst.   Then I remember Brené Brown’s TE...
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Poor communication (and planning) but execution without a hitch

    So, it was a long Saturday. 

    In the morning, I had First-Aid training, which I wanted to attend to refresh my memory (I got certified last year). 

    A background story is needed here. 

    A few weeks ago, the person, whose position had only received a name makeover, wanted to have a training session without consulting anyone. That is fine. It is a good chance to learn from each other and discuss more about our programs. Then he sent an email about BBQ. In the beginning, everybody thought it was only for the staff, where we would casually hang out and get to know each other better. Then he sent another email saying that we are going to open up the BBQ to our students and their parents. It got escalated quickly because he decided he wanted to do it. Then he complained about the menu item, which he wanted to cook a burger. Also, he was second-guessing (or more like doubting) the lady who is working with him (to be fair, she is a good cook), asking her, "Can I trust your cooking skills?".  Oh, he complained about every single thing and verbalized things that can be brushed off.  The lady worked harder than he did, to be honest. Even her husband came and cooked for us. 

    Back to Saturday. 

    We had the training after my CPR training. It was very productive. I hoped that we would get together twice a year and exchange information and experience. Somehow, his answer disappointed me, which was once a year. 

    Then we had the BBQ. I was in charge of collecting the money. It was a nice atmosphere that we created despite the strong wind, and something flew off.

    It could have been a little better with more planning and asking everybody in advance to do something. There were a lot of people helping without any directions.  Things would have finished earlier if everybody knew what they were cleaning. This is just my opinion. 

    I am going on a little bit of a tangent. 

    Generally, he complains about every single thing he thinks is wrong. Yet, he doesn't do anything to change them. Then, when somebody fixes or takes care of the things he is complaining about, he complains that nobody asked him. SO F***ING WEIRD. To be fair, I respect him because of his age, the number of years he has worked, and the experiences he has accumulated and insights into teaching more effectively. However, I don't respect the part that he doesn't want to change, or his poor communication skills. I do understand that it is hard to change. It takes years before any changes can be seen. I guess it is more like I don't like his attitude not to change and make our workplace better. 

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