Japan can be so depressing

It frequently amazes me how I put up with Japan -– it certainly finds it hard to put up with me. Speaking the language helps a great deal, but if you're not Japanese there are just so many times when you're simply not welcome. Moving to a new job is fraught with problems and costs, and moving to Big R more than many. Still, having got over the fact that I have to pay for the move in order to enjoy the honour of working there, we went out and found an apartment. It wasn't perfect, but it was pretty damn close. Nice friendly chats with the representative real estate agent, papers signed, back to Kobe to arrange removals.
That was 10 days ago. Today I get a call from the agent to say so sorry but the landlord, having kept us waiting, doesn't want foreigners. Deal off. What a complete and utter twunt! Earlier on another twunt landlord wouldn't even let us look at his property. I never even met these guys! Maybe I smell? If Japanese speaking professors working at Big R who've lived peacefully and legally in the country for 20 years aren't welcome, then clearly it's not just the smell.
Well, it's their property so it's their call and they can be as racist as the next person, but they're still twunts. It costs us about $1000 a time to visit Tokyo so we need to splash out yet again to meet with yet more of these morons in the hope that one of them is actually more interested in money than racial purity and will actually let us live there.
Right now I really think I've wasted the last 20 years of my life.

Tags: Japan; Real Estate; Foreigner; Racism