For the rest things are going well. I've integrated well at Canon and I've been working on quite useful and rewarding things lately which means I'm moving up in Canon-society (the first weeks were a bit like 'robert here go stare at these numbers for the whole day while we have meetings all day'). I'm having fun and my collegues are very relaxed and have all worked at at least two continents and know how the world works. Also, I've been strategically forcing my collegues to speak as much japanese to me as possible, which is sometimes hard since their English is pretty good. But sometimes for the sake of content we sometimes still switch to English, which is fine as it's still a bit hard for me to understand processes of 'static electricity loaded onto paper when exposed to laser beams and then attract negatively-loaded toner which is then tranferred via conveyor belts and finally fixed with ceramic heaters etc etc.' in Japanese. I know, I've let you all down.
For the rest it's all a matter of getting used to the strictness of the work environment. Start 8.15 and when the big-ben bell sounds through the speaker at exactly 8.30, the colleagues around me stop talking and do not communicate until lunch. After lunch, same bell, same story. And walking around or getting coffee is not really appreciated unless you are already on the way to do really essential things such as going to the toilet, or the copier. Culture shock, as in holland the most interesting gossip is told around coffee machines whenever someone feels like spilling their guts. For the rest, interesting people here. The IT-guy came up to my desk at Canon last week and confessed to me that his 5-day work week at Canon was just a 'side job'. His real job was being a magician during weekends. He proved it to me by doing a cool trick with merely two elastic bands.
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Being a good samaritan, the rest of the week is spent partying and hanging around in parks listening to indie bands, or tanning at artifical beaches, watching irish st. patrick day parades with Japanese in leprichaun outfits, drinking chili-pepper soaked vodkas at small bars, ordering unidentified things on menu's on a daily basis, going to ghibli museum, being abducted by rich chinese women at naka-meguro who want to be my tour guide, going for ice-cream at Ice-cream city near Piazza Maccheroni (a kitch plastic indoor version of Rome's Piazza Navona).
Will try to keep out of trouble!
Robert


