I showed up a minute late. (This is socially the same as not showing up and slapping your boss.) And sometimes the izakaya will act dumb. All like, "Why's this gaijin here?" And I have to try to convince them I'm a teacher. But the izakaya we went to had their act together. They see a white girl and everyone chorused "ALT!" Also, I got there well before the 6th grade teachers, so nobody was upset with me. Last night was awesome. I keep getting put on the VP's team. We were the "Sharks!!!" and darn proud of it. Like 3 toasts proud. We lost bingo. Cuz bingo is a stupid arbitrary game of stupidness. But there was the exciting element of number calling. Because if you called the wrong number...your team had to draw a word with their collective asses. It was brilliant to watch. Just brilliant I tell you. Extra brilliant because I didn't know what they were up to at first.
Because we were a big-ass group spending all kinds of money, the owner brought out a few bottles of sake for *free*. Everyone was pretty stoked. The principal was given about half of each bottle, because that's how it's done. It shows you respect the man. You do respect him, don't you?
At the end, we all had to stand up, remain standing, clap and say "thank you" to the organisers. Due to the respectfulness of all the teachers, the principal failed epically at step two. He bit it hard across the table...in Japan those things are way closer to ground level than comfy falling level.
There weren't many broken bits. So yay for really strong tableware. But after that it was home-going time. So I went home.