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As someone who opened the door to the real world at the end of the late bubble economy, the first practical skills I had to learn included how to answer the phone, how to place an order at a local café, the age order of the women at the desk, and the way to entertain at parties. If there was a slight delay in acquiring these practical skills, it was only natural to master what humans tend to excel at. In the modern Industry 4.0 society, it's not uncommon to see the title of "Banquet Department Head" barely mentioned in footnotes, despite its respectable connotation.
I can’t help but ponder that this establishment may serve as a dojo for those worn-out fathers, who often reminisce, “Things were better back in my day.” Noting the points of this facility, we have:
- Costumes are allowed (being clean is preferable, though it may come across as cheap when viewed calmly).
- A wide variety of options (allowing for selection tailored to the preferences of guests on that day).
- The possibility to play 70s and 80s pop music or select songs for niche enthusiasts, which adds to the overall experience.
Additionally, I’d like to mention a personal rule for such venues: being mindful of what you carry with you and organizing the contents of your pockets is a wise move in professional life. Thus, by picking one out of a few repertoire options, you might gauge the mood of the day. Reflecting on my 20-plus years of salaryman life, I can’t help but think, “This is what I’ve become!” But let me clarify, this is certainly not in a gay way!
Finally, regarding the dining experience at this establishment (and similar ones), it’s unclear whether we’re getting good deals or consuming unhealthy food, or if the hangover the next day will be severe, but we opt for an all-you-can-drink course. We clink our glasses filled with highballs and gulp down. The food (which I’ll call food for the sake of it) includes fried chicken and takoyaki, which we capture on camera in a rather indulgent manner. Depending on the first venue's satisfaction level, we may or may not eat here. Before we know it, the originally agreed 1.5 or 2 hours flies by, and when the internal phone rings just barely in my ears, it becomes an undeniable fact that we are all quite tipsy!