Most of the jobs that you’ll apply for in Japan will require a resume in keeping with the international standard. If you’re applying for an English teaching job, be sure to highlight all relevant work experience, volunteer experience, education and certifications. Also be prepared to produce documents and certificates on demand. It’s always a good idea to email digital copies to yourself, because once you are overseas it might not be so easy to access them. Read the rest of this entry »

People usually only talk about the bad parts of working in a Japanese company. The hours, the hierarchy, and the intrusiveness of being part of a group. Ptyx was working in a design firm and he had his last day on Wednesday. His coworkers threw him a wakarekai, a “good bye” party:

Unless you’ve worked in a japanese company you have no idea how much this is a big deal. Japanese people put the emphasis on being part of a group and a work group in today’s society is as important as a family can be.

Read more on his blog.

UPDATE: Taro reminds anybody leaving their Japanese job to collect the all-important “Permission to Leave the Company” certificate before walking out the door (see the comments below).

Japan, with its falling population, plans to toughen its gender equality laws, making it easier for women to resume working after having children. “The Health and Welfare Ministry will propose an amendment to the 1986 law that would ban employers from treating women unfavourably because they are pregnant or have young children. Employers would also be prevented from firing a woman who was pregnant, or who had a child under a year old, unless they could prove that the employee’s family situation was not the reason.” Read the article

Our company has just been through a re-structuring, a Company Renaissance — seems our boss had a brainfart late one night. The office has been divided into “teams”, with the suits, sorry, salespeople renamed “Producers” and team members renamed “Team Leader”, “Meh” or “Assistant Newdude”, according to time served. This, after we were already comfortable in what I had thought to be very sensible divisions according to skillset — sales dudes sell, web dudes do web … Instead, apparently, this new structure will “give teams the opportunity to focus exclusively on particular accounts”, no matter what your skillset may or may not be, in order to streamline workflow. So far I’ve only seen everyone asking each other many questions.

We were also assigned new seating arrangements to bring team members closer together, warm fuzzies. But here’s the kicker — two of the older employees were moved to a different … building. A company we work with from time to time has an office down the road. These two diamonds were allocated sunny new desks, down the road. I’m thinking, we have phones, we have email, we work on servers, but what about all the meetings we could do a good deal better streamlining workflow without? What about the fact that the affiliate company does something entirely different to what we do? It’s like buffalo assigning new sleeping arrangements, “so would you two mind going and sleeping in that tree over there?” Took a week to organise new workspaces, new phone extentions, new business cards … Streamline.

Here’s an article written on the issue of redundancy in old, die-hard Japan.

These guys are at it every morning the sun is out, perhaps inside when it’s not. Nothing like doing your morning exercises together to build team spirit while keeping fit …

I only wish I could give you the background music — they’re stretching to the theme of Rocky!

There is also this phenomenon, more common among the Japanese, I feel, to have a keen sense of peripheral vision. This guy caught me snapping his funky mug and is probably paranoid of doing his daily exercises out front now …

No time to brush your teeth in the morning? No problem! Grab a pack of NoTime chewing gum.

Listed under ‘Gourmet Foods’ at Amazon.

“As a woman, I can rise much higher at a foreign company than at a Japanese one,” says Yuka Tanimoto. “The Japanese business culture is not changing quickly enough for people like me.” TIME Asia’s August 29 cover story provides disquieting insight into the current situation for modern Japanese women in the workplace and at home. Read the article …

In response to Taro’s rather sardonic words of wisdom (see: “Getting a job in Japan, the hard way”) you gotta be a little harder than that.

True: it’s not easy starting off in a foreign country. You don’t know the people, the culture, the language or the lay of the land. You need to establish food, shelter, income, contacts. This takes time and only a little effort, if you’ve already made the decision to succeed. As Taro pointed out in his follow-up article (see: “Getting a job in Japan, the easy way”), there is the option of coming to Japan on an Ex-Pat package and having everything organized and paid for by your employer. But what if you decide to change jobs? You’re on your own. Personally, I’d rather be doing it my way from the first, rather than be handcuffed to a company that isn’t my own. Which brings me to another option: if you have the resourses, start a business in your home country and recruit yourself to scout prospects in Japan. Not the easiest or most realistic option for many people, but an example of available options nonetheless.

My thing is, you gotta have an open mind and a positive attitude. Those of your reading forums and blogs written by foreigners who have lived in Japan for a while may notice a common thread of pessimism and bitterness in many writings. Well, in the words of Eddie Murphy, “If you don’t like it, you can get the fuck out!”

Expect to meet hurdles, hardships and annoyances — things are done differently here. There’s red tape, there are lingual and cultural barriers, there are dickheads. That’s the world we live in. Again, if you’re open-minded, come with a positive attitude and are open to exploring and enjoying the differences, you’ll go far. Where there’s a will there’s a way. Just fuckin’ do it.

Monday morning, I’m not quite feeling on top of my game just yet. Still, regretfully, I automatically open my email upon starting up my mac. The last thing I can be arsed dealing with at the first is a slew of emails demanding activity of my brain right off the bat or reminders of inferior manliness and who’s here to help. But on this particular morning the near golden numeral ‘1′ blinks black and, feeling better about the day already, I click through to open my solitary mail. It’s a mail from my boss who, small, kind and ashmatic like the 80-a-day trooper that he is, can be very cute. I’ve been in Japan long enough to understand the flexibility of the word cute, or kawaii, to use this word to describe my boss without fear of homophobic attack or worse. This is the man who invariably pushes his boss to grant me leave to visit family abroad, while stepping in as a kind of adopted father in the office.

Needless to say it came as a surprise when I opened this particular mail to read the subject, “What’s your name?”. He may be getting on in years and a little closer to my grandfather’s age than my dad’s, but forgetfulness is not one of his usual quirks. That being said, he doesn’t write it down, it ain’t gonna happen. However, upon reading the contents of the email all became clear. He’d found a website which translates foreign names into their kanji equivalent, with roman reading for basic pronunciation familiar to foreigners, katakana reading, the character set reserved for foreign words adopted into Japanese, individual kanji character and combined meanings. For a pretty you can buy a nameplate with your kanji beautifully scribed, or, if like me such gimmicks are fun right up to the point that they become annoying, read around the bold red strikethroughs and use babelfish or the like to get the rest of what you need for free.

Here’s the link:

Japanese name translations

You might ask whether it is necessary to have a Japanese name while living and working in Japan. Well, no. The traditional personal signature in Japan is the hanko, or name stamp, although for foreigners the scribble will usually suffice. The hanko is the family name in kanji for official use, just as we would sign for authorisation, autographs, peeing in the snow. Which astounds me. Hanko are sold at specialist stores much like a cobbler sells laces or the icecream man sells cones. But this is your signature, right?! Your stamp of approval, authorisation that you are in fact who you say you are. We don’t flash our laces and expect everything to be hunkydory when applying for a home loan. “Black, cotton, cross-weave, congratulations!“. Yet in Japan you can just walk in off the street, buy the hanko for Suzuki or whatever name you so desire and go open a bank account. My first account was arranged for me by the employer and authorisation was the familiar signature while my name was written in katakana. But most employers will expect you to open an account with their bank of choice, meaning you jobhoppers may acquire no shortage of cash cards and invitations in the post to apply for that home loan. Wear your best shoes.

Upon opening my second bank account I was asked to provide my stamp to finalise particulars. I confessed to a lack of hanko, nor prior need for one, but the lovely clerk across the counter was adamant. No hanko, no account. (I love it when they’re firm like that). So I pointed to my name in katakana and informed her that that was the only name resembling Japanese I’d ever had. I could tell she’d done this before as she swiftly drew me to the door and pointed across the street where a hanko dealer was positioned right between the cobbler and the icecreams. She instructed me to buy a hanko before returning to complete our business. I asked what kind of stamp I should get, katakana or romaji reading, whereby she replied, “Whatever”. Whatever? Whatever. Whatever. So I bought the hanko for blah, meaning “blah”. I like the kanji. I got a bank account. Very wierd.

So get yourself a hanko and Japan is your oyster. Very trusting, locals here. In a cash-based society where people walk the streets with great wads of large bills stashed into Louis Vitton wallets, crowded trains where the pickpocket could have a field day and signatures worth their weight in zip, it’s a good thing crime is rare in Japan. Well, relatively.

I’ve been away from this post for a few weeks as I’ve simply been too busy working to be thinking about writing about it.

I’d like to take this belated opportunity to share with those of you not already wise to a most convenient word of the Japanese language. This word, like so many other Japanese words, can only roughly be translated, but is deeply rooted in local culture and may be viewed as a kind of requisite for anyone living here. The word is 「しょうがない」, or shou-ga-nai. This roughly translates into “such is life”, or “that’s life”. “Tough shit” may also suffice. The reason I would choose to highlight this particular word at this moment is selfish and simple: while others in Japan are enjoying a well-deserved Golden Week holiday, a string of national holidays which on lucky years amount to about a week off school and work, I continue to grind. World’s smallest violin, I hear it. It wouldn’t have seemed so crap had I known this was to be the case in advance, with time enough to be only briefly pissed off before recovering and changing plans. Alas, the day before my wildly anticipated week of camping in the wilderness far away from the ring of cellphones and alert of emails was to commence with a night hittin it hard with the lads, I was hit with two new projects due the first day back from break. After the briefing, I returned to my desk and hit my head with it before trudging home to get a good night’s rest. I have choices, or course — I could tell my Director what it is that I think he should do with the projects, or I could do what is necessary to keep the job I generally and genuinely enjoy. So, shouganai…

It would be easier to deal if I knew that others in the company would also be at their respective homes working on other projects, a sort of comradely bond. Problem is, I know that my colleagues are all enjoying a week off. Why would I be the only one in my entire office to be assigned two new projects the day before a holiday due the day back? I asked my Director straight up and the response was that both the projects required an alternative solution, a foreigner’s perspective. Now, I know this to be somewhat true as many of our clients have of late been asking for freshness, newness, a global feel to our production. Hence the foreigner. It is rather satisfying to be in such a position. But Golden Week? Shouganai…

The foreigner. I’ve been assigned projects in many languages other than English and Japanese, merely because I’m foreign and may have a better understanding of a foreign language than one of the Japanese staff, even if that foreign language is also foreign to me. Keeps things interesting, I finally get that chance to brush up my Spanish, French and Thai. There is a surprising lack of confidence in many Japanese who feel the outside world is just that — outside, far, far away, like different world entirely. In history, Japan has famously closed it’s island the size of the state of California off from the rest of the world in order to keep out foreign influence and allow the Japanese to be superbly Japanese. This has helped make it possible for the Japanese to hold on to a lot of traditional culture. The juxtaposition of old and new is often astounding and richly surprising, especially as so many other cultures of the world abandon tradition to lighten the load for the sprint toward globalisation. This isolation, however, has also created a very Nationalistic society, beyond the call of duty and on the brink of breaking point in a number of cases.

This time, however, Japan has realised that in order to keep up with the world, changes need to be made. While cultures, corporations and markets merge into giant melting pots, Japan is losing it’s stronghold on technological advancement which once made Sony and Toyota household names the world over. Toyota seems to be doing just fine. Nissan, on the other hand, was losing. Nissan couldn’t sell cars any more. Nissan’s answer: hire a foreign CEO. Carlos Ghosn has helped turn the company around with stylish new models, TV commercials with classic American soundtracks and a more international approach to the auto business. Ghosn has become a household name and local hero in Japan, as the foreigner who fixed a Japanese company. Sony, the company who produced among others the Walkman, the MD and helped put Japan on the map, lost the portable audio market to the iPod. The Sony Playstation, which once knocked Nintendo from the throne of game consoles, risks losing a large chunk of the market to Microsoft’s Xbox this year if the PSP and Playstation 3 fail to perform. Sony has been losing market share where it once made the rules. Sony’s answer: hire a foreign CEO. Howard Stringer will run Sony from his office in NYC, an attempt to direct things literally from outside Japan. Time magazine wrote an interesting article about Sony, Stringer and the current conditions of Japanese big business. Stringer was also pegged as one of the Time 100. All eyes are on him to make a considerable turnaround to the once golden child of Japanese business with his foreign perspective and outside influence and experience.

An interesting time for Japan. The decision has been made. The doors have been lodged open by a big brick called Globalisation. Young Japanese are embracing foreign ideas, keeping them in mind and creating something new. Old Japan, with it’s borders and big wooden doors, may be in for a surprise. Good timing for us foreigners. While I play my computer keyboard to the sound of the world’s smallest violin this week, I feel somewhat humble with the knowlegde that with my foreignness I may be in a position to help change the future of Japan — an open Japan.