I am actually fuming right now. I’ve been to Japan so many times, but today was hands-down the most insulting experience I’ve ever had. I was walking around Shinjuku looking for a quick spot for dinner. I saw this small Izakaya that looked decent, not too crowded. I walked in, did the usual “Sumimasen, hitori desu,” and the staff immediately froze. No “Irasshaimase,” no smile, just a dead-eyed stare. The waiter comes up to me and straight up say…
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