A couple of Jehovah Witness came knocking on my door just this evening. I knew it was them before they even knocked since I heard them talking to my neighbor right next door.
I hesitated for a moment thinking if I wanted to be bothered at all, but then a thought came to my mind.
I put iTunes on a Hamasaki Ayumi song, turned up the volume, and answered the door. A young girl, very well mannered, greeted me with a smile and started to introduce me to some track she was showing me. Then I interrupted her and said,
At that point, I was giggling inside. I had for a long time wanted to try my half-baked Japanese, but I always felt too embarrassed to do so when I go to Japanese places. But at that moment it was different: she wouldn’t know what I was saying anyway.
Then to my surprise, she made a little chuckle and replied back to me in Japanese!
“Gomen nasai,” “konbanwa,” “sayounara” were the only phrases I could catch coming from her. Anything else she said I didn’t catch, either because my Japanese sucked or because I was too stunned to react.
More than how embarrassed I felt, was how hilarious I was starting to find this whole encounter. I wanted to crack up so badly inside, but I decided to keep my cool and play this game to the very end. So, I continued my pretense and said,
“sumimasen. shitsurei shimasu.”
And with that I slowly closed the door, but in my heart I couldn’t close that door fast enough.
So that was it.
In after thought, I don’t regret what I did. In fact, I find it quite exhilarating and liberating. Now that I’ve taken the first step out, maybe I will find it easier to take the second step at the Japanese store.
Oh, by the way, if you’re that Jehovah Witness girl and reading this, please come again. We’ll talk more. 😀