Beer at the Soba Shop
BeerattheSobaShop
byHarukiMurakami
TranslatedbyChristopherAllison
ThethingthatbotheredmethemostwhenImovedfromthecitytertothesuburbsinthesummerof1981wasthattherewasntanybodyhangingaroundduringtheday.Themajorityofthepopulationbeingwhite-collar,theyleftearlyinthemaurheevening.SinceImakeitaruleonlytoworkmsandnights,Ihangoutintheneighborhoodiernoon.Itsthestrafeeling.Theneighborsalllookatmesuspiciously,soIstarttofeellikeIveactuallydonesomethingwrong.
ItseemslikemostofthepeopleintownassumeImacollegestudent.WhenIwasoutforawalkretly,thisoldwomancalledouttome"Hey,areyoulookingforaroom,";taxidriverssaythingslike"Studyingmustbereallytough,huh?";andtheclerkattherecord-rentalplaceaskedmeto"PleaseshowyourstudentI.D."
Granted,Iliveinjeansandtennisshoesallyearround,butIm33yearsold,andIdontthinkIlooklikeacollegestudent.ButIsuppose,tothepeopleintown,anyonewanderingaroundiimelookslikeacollegestudent.
IdidnthavethisproblematallwhenIlivediy.IwasalwaysmeetingpeopleoutforwalksiernoononAoyamy-dori,justlikeme.Inparticular,IoftenranintotheillustratorMizumaruAnzai(whose
workapaniesalloftheessaysinthisbook--Chris.)
"Anzai-san.?"
"Um,errr,Imean,youknow,kinda..."
Andtherewereothersimilarinstances.PeopleintheareacouldellwhetherAnzaiwasreallytotallyunoccupied,orwhetherhewasactuallyverybusybutdidntshowit.
Anyway,forwhateverunknownreasons,thereareplentyofpeoplewanderingaroundiimedowntown.Idontknowwhetherthisisagoodthingorabadthing,butfunisfugottobelunchtimeaintoasobashopandorderedabeer,theydidntmakeastrangefadwerealwaysobliging.Beerdrunkatasobashopisalwaysreallydelicious,afterall.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
byHarukiMurakami
TranslatedbyChristopherAllison
ThethingthatbotheredmethemostwhenImovedfromthecitytertothesuburbsinthesummerof1981wasthattherewasntanybodyhangingaroundduringtheday.Themajorityofthepopulationbeingwhite-collar,theyleftearlyinthemaurheevening.SinceImakeitaruleonlytoworkmsandnights,Ihangoutintheneighborhoodiernoon.Itsthestrafeeling.Theneighborsalllookatmesuspiciously,soIstarttofeellikeIveactuallydonesomethingwrong.
ItseemslikemostofthepeopleintownassumeImacollegestudent.WhenIwasoutforawalkretly,thisoldwomancalledouttome"Hey,areyoulookingforaroom,";taxidriverssaythingslike"Studyingmustbereallytough,huh?";andtheclerkattherecord-rentalplaceaskedmeto"PleaseshowyourstudentI.D."
Granted,Iliveinjeansandtennisshoesallyearround,butIm33yearsold,andIdontthinkIlooklikeacollegestudent.ButIsuppose,tothepeopleintown,anyonewanderingaroundiimelookslikeacollegestudent.
IdidnthavethisproblematallwhenIlivediy.IwasalwaysmeetingpeopleoutforwalksiernoononAoyamy-dori,justlikeme.Inparticular,IoftenranintotheillustratorMizumaruAnzai(whose
workapaniesalloftheessaysinthisbook--Chris.)
"Anzai-san.?"
"Um,errr,Imean,youknow,kinda..."
Andtherewereothersimilarinstances.PeopleintheareacouldellwhetherAnzaiwasreallytotallyunoccupied,orwhetherhewasactuallyverybusybutdidntshowit.
Anyway,forwhateverunknownreasons,thereareplentyofpeoplewanderingaroundiimedowntown.Idontknowwhetherthisisagoodthingorabadthing,butfunisfugottobelunchtimeaintoasobashopandorderedabeer,theydidntmakeastrangefadwerealwaysobliging.Beerdrunkatasobashopisalwaysreallydelicious,afterall.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读