A real Japanese came to us today for negotiations. He arrived 40 minutes earlier and waited for the boss to finish the previous meeting.

He stood by the window with a cup of coffee and walked, periodically grabbing his heart. I approached, looked out the window: nothing unusual, people walk, workers change the asphalt.

I asked the translator, "Mr. is not well, maybe we can help with something?"
The translator spoke a little with him and said, "Mr. in his youth was also a road worker. They had everything, but if he had been forced to ignore technology so much, he would not have been ashamed and would have resigned on the same day.