I Might Be Japan-Famous Soon or Dead in a Ditch

I was in the local bookstore when a tall lanky man came up to me. In my broken Japanese, the self-proclaimed movie director and I had a conversation which included the words “audition”, “be a part of” and “look like a teenager”. I don’t know if I was asked to play a teenage extra or if I was being propositioned to be in a porno movie.

This was exactly what I was wearing. I was in McDonalds earlier, studying.

When he asked my age, he was genuinely surprised when I said I had recently turned 27. He said he thought I was in high school because of how I was dressed and because he saw me lingering around the high school study guide section. (Although, I was only lingering there because I was trying to figure out what section of the bookstore I was in.)

I don’t know if I should be flattered at the compliment or creeped out that he had been watching me that intently. I guess I am at the age where I can play a teenager on screen.

Pray for me. I may either be famous or dead in a month.