I have Fridays off (but I have to work Saturday...) so today I went to Shibuya for the first time since I came back. And, I was reminded why I love Japan so much...because there is always so much weird shit to see!
While I was waiting to meet my friend, at the Hachiko statue, I passed the time by watching the two host-wannabe guys who were going around and trying to drum up some customers by trying to chat up every young woman there (except for the foreigners of course :( ). They even tried to talk to the guys cross-dressing as a Sweet Lolita in pink (I guess she fooled them).
Then, once my friend arrived, we went to a caffe for a snack and while we were there, a guy sporting a hard on walked in...yeah, he totally had a boner and he just came in and sat down...I don't think he even ordered anything. (he was Japanese btw so off course he was also wearing super-tight pants) He sat down at the counter by the window and, instead of trying to hide his erection under the counter, he sat akwardly sideways and started stroking himself...all the while absentmindedly checking his cell phone. But, my friend pointed out later, he wasn't even doing it in a normal way...as she said, "he was petting it like you do a puppy," even gazing affectionately at it. He did seem pretty out of it, so maybe he was actually mentally handicapped and thought there really was a cute little puppy sitting on his lap...but, I really doubt it. Just an exhibitionist in Japan, where it is so normal to take your clothes off in public, that it is more exciting to just keep them on-- while sporting a boner of course.
Needless to say, when boner guy moved to the table next to us, we decided to spend some time just walking around Shibuya. We went to Shibuya 109, a shopping mall that is great for skanky people watching, where we saw store clerk who was wearing his bright blue and orange hawaiin flower print tighty-whities poking out the top of his jeans, the way some guys where their boxers...yeah, not cool dude--FYI, no one wants to know that you wear those.
So, after a fun afternoon, I headed back on the train, where I ran into one of those "densha-otaku" (train super-fans). He had his camera and was taking pictures of every part of the train--first from outside, then the train's identification number, then the doors, seats, and a picture as our train passed an on coming one. Okay, whatever guy...I really don't wanna know what you plan to do with those pictures...
So, yeah, a very eventfull day...sorry I don't have any pictures (I know everyone wants to see boner guy...)