Dilbert Contest is coming to an end...

So I recently made a contest and asked that teachers and students submit (yes, I made an announcement during 朝打ち合わせ or the morning meeting in Japanese). The contest was to write your own dialogue/monologue in a Dilbert comic that I chose where I whited out the actual words. The contest ends tomorrow, and I have quite a bit of responses, although some only since Masuo-sensei made her students submit. The biggest misfortune is NO TEACHERS have done it. How disappointing is that? They are just either too shy, or have convinced themselves that they don't have five minutes to spare and try. This I find very disappointing. We talk about all the internationalizing and influence we're supposed to be providing, yet nobody even bothers to submit an entry into the simplest of contests.

Another thing which is bothersome is I asked that you think outside the box and write something humerous. The comic was Dilbert and the pointy triangle-haired lady talking over near the coffee machine. 85% of the responses I received were along the lines of "Do you want coffee. Yes. It's hot. Oh. Thankyou." Geesh, obviously if Dilbert actually was like that, there's no way it would be popular. That was uber disappointing.

In other news, the census is the census taking man can drink on the job. Allow me to explain. Last night the census man came over and crashed our dinner party. He had already included Ashley and Barbra (the other JETs in Tamano) on the census but still needed my entry. He, requiring much persuasion, finally sat down and ate dinner with us: Couscous with tofu/vegetables, hearty salad with eggs, cukes, tomatos, tuna, and apples, all over a bottle of wine. He was still under the clock, but only for another half-hour, so we convinced him it was acceptable. The night continued on after that even using up the party stock purchased for the Fuji trip (yeah, drinking courtesy of AJET, thanks), and some exciting, hold-the-camera-as-far-out-as-you-can-and-hope-everybody-gets-in-the-picture pictures were taken. Ahhh... priceless.

This morning though, after 3 classes at T.C.H.S. (Tamano Commercial High School), it's safe to say I am pretty tired. Next up for the afternoon is another bus reservation and getting a long awaited and needed haircut.