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>Laborer
>NEET
He becomes a NEET, Black.
Tell us more about it tard.
Salaryman decide to drop mainstream society and lives on the margins of japanese society and write about his life as a japanese "underground man". Not fiction, dude actually done that and even live as a homeless before.
does he an hero in the end?
He does an homeless by the end.
Who would win in a fight: Qualityless-Man or, Talentless-Man?
The man with no qualities still lives a middle class life, the man with no talent actually lived as a homeless and indeed live on the bottom ladder of japanese society, and he's a real person.
Is it purely autobiographical?
Yep
I wonder why he wrote it. Thanks though, it doesn't have a huge priority but I'll add it to my list.
He wrote and won a literary prize for it, kino book.
>man of no talents
>writes an award winning book
I'd be so disappointed in myself if I was him.
He wasn't expecting himself actually, just happen that guys was good at writing, kek
>man of one talent
A man with no talent won a famous Japanese award, what's keeping you from winning too?
what a fraud
Lucky you caught me when you did anon, I'm at the uni library and the have it.
This book is super short, it's literally like 100 pages
What do you expect from someone with no life and talents?
I’m a NEET but also a genius and talented at nearly everything I do. I’m simply above commercialism and work.
Same. I genuinely think I'm the most brilliant person alive, and among the best looking, but no one knows me because I spend my life in my room.
You can be my pen pal if you want
How do you know it's not a delusion? Do you at least have an Ivy League degree? A Phd?
and I just downloaded the ebook for free - what a horrible world we live in
Buy the book, Oyama-san need his bux to keeping NEETing.
I suppose it's not related to this
Or is it
Not related.
I made the thread on IQfy thanks to this thread here but went to bed before seeing your post. I just googled the book, the first result is actually the manga so that is how I found it.
I'm going to read the book too, it seems like something I would enjoy.
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I sometimes think about Japanese day laborers. I've been homeless myself and just got out of the life of a day laborer into the trades as a carpenter. Before that worked as a writer, and before that as a day laborer.
They are the poorest sector of Japanese society and many live in homeless tents. All the other day laborers I've met have been interesting characters, maybe my life is interesting but I don't think so really.
They stay in hotels that they can earn for a day's wages. They work some of the hardest jobs you can get, as unskilled labor is proportionately demanding on the body. Carpentry is comparatively less demanding but requiring more skill and power tools as well. Sometimes we worked alongside illegal immigrants.
General labor, construction site clean-up, picking up and sorting recycling, flagging roads, cleaning river barges, cleaning casinos, working in the kitchen in office cafeterias and country clubs, just some examples of past day labor jobs.
Share some kino stories about other people you've met.
One man at the casino job in a small mountain town in Colorado was about seven feet tall and did 8 years for a bag of weed. He said that prison is not so bad if you mind your own business, but I think being seven feet tall was a part of it.
Another was a reformed felon and federal informant, a black Sunni Muslim seeking to beat probation and leave a life of crime behind. He used to sell crack and only made 30k a year, said God punished him for selling that stuff to his people. I helped him a bit with his spiritual issues and he taught me a bit about how domestic military intelligence (HUMINT) worked, was keeping tabs on my political activities.
Another one was a war veteran from Iraq and Afghanistan with PTSD from an IED ambush in a convoy. I helped him a bit with his spiritual problems and trauma, he taught me some things about infantry tactics, combat, and thermal rifle optics. His wife was a registered nurse so he said "he doesn't have to worry about money." Got a check from the govt and drove the recycling truck.
Hmm, another one was a forty something year old dude with two divorces under his belt. He referred to viagra as "the blue pill" like from The Matrix and lived with his momma in a trailer out in the country. He drove the pilot car for road flagging and would troll truckers on the CB radio in the mornings, shit was hilarious and reminded me of IQfy.
There was one guy at a dishwashing job at an office cafeteria who would tell stories to pass the time while washing dishes. Both of his parents were PhDs but he was a day laborer like me. He lived with a very angry roommate hooked on benzos and drinking, had to call the cops several times to save him. One time he came home and the man was just dead, hauled him out and left the mess behind.
Another one was a Somalian immigrant at a city country club in Denver. We were working a rooftop wedding as servers and dishwashers. He was extremely quiet and somber, not sure if he spoke much English. But once, for some strange reason, he broke into dance with a huge goofy grin on his face while carrying platters of chicken wings up the service escalator to the rooftop. Then switched back into serious mode like a robot. He said you can eat a few chicken wings and they won't notice.
My last day labor job was shoveling coal off of the decks of river barges into the container. Nothing too crazy, the bossman taught me about tungsten shot for turkey hunting, got me thinking about melting tungsten for making DIY armor piercing ammunition. One of my coworkers spent more time at the local bar than sleeping, in his own words, and said the bartender was trying to "take advantage" of him and my other coworker to doubleteam her.
For some reason, the IP address at the company wifi there was banned by mods on IQfy. Same with the IP address at my new site. I notice little things like this, have met multiple federal informants because of my political activities.
One at the recycling plant even taught me how private investigators and domestic military intelligence hire guys to work normal and unassuming jobs to spy on people. He did private contracting work for naval intelligence and is friends with the chief of police.
Just some stories since you asked.
uh are you a terrorist
Watch all these stories be a sophisticated metafiction experiment
I feel like there is something that you are not letting us in on
If you write a book about your life I'll buy it and read it. Even if you're actually just a schizophrenic.
Kino, you should write something.
>trading spiritual advice for military intel
kek. I would probably hate all of these people and not talk to them at all
basically as displayed in aggretsuko. [haida, 20-something office worker, loses his job and apartment and begins living in an internet cafe fulltime with a group of other losers, they all do day labor and sleep in the rental booth, which only has a chair and a computer in it and is the size of a water closet.]
being poor in japan is a lot less violent and drug fueled danger than being poor in the US.
How are you doing now as a carpenter, anon? Been interested in getting into the trade.
memoirs are gay
>no talents
>publishes book
I am basically a day laborer in the US, but larp as a business owner and make great money in the warm half of the year by recruiting college students. I hate being formally employed. It is like burning in hell to me even if the job is easy. I hate the passive aggressive do nothing scumbags I'm supposed to suck up to. I hate the menial formalities that amount to nothing. The idea of not being free to go wherever and do whatever I want makes me want to kill myself.
Bros please provide an EPUB of this book
Seconding this notion, I'd be very grateful.
https://gofile.io/d/OoKNAG
It's on zlibrary asia or some shit if you don't trust the link
And btw, it's a shitty OCR version of an Internet Archive copy, so quality is pretty damn bad.