If there's one thing most westerners know about Japan, it's that their cellphones are light-years ahead of ours.
Here are some interesting things I've learned about Japanese cell phones.
The screens are
big. Most phones are 'clamshell style' (what I affectionately refer to as 'pakka pakka style'). The bottom half is the keypad, and the top half is a screen about the same size as a deck of cards.
The screens are
high resolution. These phones are not for the far-sighted! I'm not sure exactly how many pixels you can fit on them, but the text and graphics are
tiny and they manage to jam a ridiculous amount of information on there.
The network is
fast. '3G' phones are nothing special here, they are just normal. And newer networks such as FOMA have advertised speeds of 7.2Mbps! To give you an idea, a Rogers 'extreme' broadband connection in Canada is 6Mbps. That's right, these guys can get faster-than-Canada's-fastest-broadband speeds ON THEIR CELLPHONE. It's beyond impressive, it's ridiculous.
So it goes without saying that I've been a bit anxious to get my hands on one of these cellphones. Not only is there the immediate "gee whiz" technology factor, but there are practical reasons too. One is that since moving here, I've been anxious to try and cobble together a social network of friends similar to what I had in Toronto. Without a cellphone this is proving to be excessively difficult. Also, I don't wanna send resumes out to recruiters until I have a phone number to put on my resume. So there is a bit of a sense of urgency to getting this phone.
But that's OK! Given that I'm now living in Japan, it should be easy to get a cellphone right? Wrong!
And so goes the story of my elusive cellphone.
February 2008: It started back in Toronto. My research of Japan showed me that as a foreigner with only a tourist visa, legally I'm not allowed to buy a cellphone. So the only way for me to get one is to have a friend buy it for me. OK, well that sucks (I like to be independent) but oh well. So my plan was to have Aki buy the cellphone on my behalf. But even this has been a bit of a challenge. It's not that Aki can't do it. The problem is that she's just been too busy. She works two jobs and they're both kind of far from where she lives. So it's hard to see her often. Also it's hard for her to find time to shop.
Wednesday March 19: We met last Wednesday in Shibuya, in the evening. I thought at this time that we were going to buy the cellphone. But Aki didn't understand my sense of urgency, she thought we were just going to look at models and try to decide. I told her I don't really care, as long as it's cheap and has the features that I need, it's OK. She seemed surprised by this. She said "but what about your personal style?" I said just make it simple and black and I'll be fine.
So, we didn't get a phone that night but we decided on the model.
Thursday March 20: So Aki tried to buy the phone on Thursday but she was told it would take time to set up the account, etc.
Friday March 21: Aki got the cellphone! So we agreed that on Saturday we would meet and hang out, and she was gonna give me my cellphone. I was pretty excited about it.
Saturday March 22: I called Aki Saturday but she said she was having stomach pains and couldn't go out that day. She said she'd try to meet me on Monday.
Sunday March 23: Sunday I went out with Yumichan (I'll save that story for another post) and I called Aki at night to confirm our meeting on Monday. She said that after work Monday she was gonna go to the clinic (I assume about the stomach problems but I didn't ask, it's not my business). My heart sank as I thought she couldn't meet me. She said that no, she could still meet me, but it would be late like 8 or 9pm. I said that was fine. I just wanna get my cellphone!
Monday March 24: So yesterday (Monday) was finally gonna be the day. I called Aki during the day and she said that I should call her around 8pm to arrange the time to meet. I said that was fine.
8:15pm: I actually didn't call her until 8:15pm because I got distracted; I was chatting it up with Unchan, an adorably cute Korean girl that lives upstairs from me. So anyway when I called Akichan, she said she would e-mail me when she leaves work, and then we can meet at Asagaya station and she can give me the cellphone. And so I waited. And waited.
9:30pm: My remnants of jet lag were kicking in and I was having trouble staying awake. I sat on my bed and tried to keep my increasingly heavy eyelids open. And I kept waiting.
10:55pm: I drifted off for a few minutes, and woke up about 10:55pm. There was an e-mail from Aki's cellphone timestamped 10:42pm. "Can we meet at Asagaya station at 11:15pm?" Oh, crap.
I replied right away "I'm leaving right now!" and then scrambled to get my jeans and jacket on. Where is my wallet? Where? Where? Oh there it is (when I'm in a hurry I often can't find things that are sitting right in front of me). I ran to the front door, kicked off my slippers, threw on my shoes and ran out the door. I finally got to the train platform and waited for the train to arrive. "Hurry up! Hurry up!" I was thinking.
11:25pm: Finally the train arrived and I got to Asagaya station. 10 minutes late, but finally I got here! But where is Akichan?
I searched all over the platform, and then all over the station. Where is Akichan? Crap, I better find a payphone and call her.
OH CRAP.
I realized that in the haste to leave my place, I neglected to bring my iPod. So I don't have Aki's phone number. Ahhhhh....
11:35pm: I exited the station and ran around the station area. I thought there must be a manga-kissa (internet cafe) around here somewhere. I'll look up her number in my e-mail, then call her, then get my cellphone.
But I couldn't find the internet cafe. Even more aggrivating was that I saw a sign advertising an internet cafe, saying that it was nearby, across the road from Mojo Ramen. I thought, I guess that must really mean something to someone who knows where Mojo Ramen is.
12:00am: As the clock struck midnight, I realized I was in danger of missing the last train. So finally I boarded the train back to Kichijoji, with a broken heart and a broken spirit.
12:30am: After I got home I noticed that I had a returned e-mail. The e-mail I sent Aki never reached her, it came back to my with a "Syntax Error". She thought I didn't get her e-mail so she didn't wait for me at the station :(
12:45am: So I talked to her on MSN Messenger, and she's gonna try to meet me at Kichijoji station on her way from her first job to her second job. Of course I'm gonna go, but at the same time I'm not gonna get my hopes up
too much. There's no guarantee that somehow our paths will misalign once again.
For now, the Japanese cellphone - which is still my key to finding a job, rebuilding my social life, and ultimately finding true peace and happiness - remains but an elusive dream.