{"id":281,"date":"2008-06-30T13:22:34","date_gmt":"2008-06-30T04:22:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fugutabetai.com\/blog\/2008\/06\/30\/paying-the-tax-man-and-stuff-around-town\/"},"modified":"2008-06-30T13:22:34","modified_gmt":"2008-06-30T04:22:34","slug":"paying-the-tax-man-and-stuff-around-town","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fugutabetai.com\/blog\/2008\/06\/30\/paying-the-tax-man-and-stuff-around-town\/","title":{"rendered":"Paying the Tax Man, and stuff around town"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\n\"Busy
\nBusy day at the bank<\/a><\/p>\n


\n\"Making
\nMaking tatami<\/a><\/p>\n


\n\"Meiji
\nMeiji salty praline chocolate<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n

When I get mail, I usually like to let it sit around and age for a bit, like a nice wine. In all honesty, I only get a few pieces of mail a week, and it is all blindingly obvious what it is just by looking at the envelope. Generally they are bills, so letting them sit for a week or two isn’t a problem. (Of course today, just to prove the exception to the rule, I got some mail from a friend. I was expecting that though: a pair of tickets to the new Setagaya Museum of Art exhibit on architecture by Osamu Ishiyama<\/a>.)<\/p>\n

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A few weeks ago I got a big, fat letter from Setagaya county. I knew that they wanted money from me, and specifically money for having the honor of living in their ward. I wasn’t in any rush to open it. I wonder if I had just refused to open, like the White House<\/a>, if it would all just go away. Probably not. So I finally opened it over the weekend, and found out that I had to pay up on Monday. <\/p>\n

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Monday was actually the last day that I could pay the first installment of the tax (although I’ve paid other installments a bit late, and they have been very kind about it) so I deviated from my standard schedule. Usually I’m out of the house by 7:30am, but today I needed to go to the bank, get some money, go to the post office to mail some stuff, and then go to the ward office to pay the tax bill. I went to my local bank, and was amazed. I have never seen more than two people in that bank ever. There must have been twenty people in line for the ATM machines. I believe that you can register with the ward office to pay the tax bill using the bank system, but I’m not really too sure about that. If I’m going to pay a bunch of money, I like to go down and talk to people, especially because then I can ask questions. That’s a lot easier than making sense of tax documents written in Japanese. I still needed to get money out though, so I got hit by the last minute rush. (Nobody was at the actual ward office tax payment division though – that was super quick. Much quicker than waiting for the ATMs.) <\/p>\n

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After pulling out some money, I walked by a local shop that makes tatami mats. I’ve seen that place once or twice before, but generally they are never open when I am around. I had a camera handy and asked if I could take a picture. It would have been nice to hang around and get some shots of them working on those mats by hand, but I had to get going to get my taxes paid and get to work. It really is pretty amazing though: they do all that weaving and finishing by hand. It looks really tedious. <\/p>\n

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Finally, I also found another interesting candy bar at the local convenience store. Meiji Salty Pralines Chocolate. It is pretty good! I just barely taste the salt, and I really liked the pralines a lot. There are a few more salt and chocolate items that I saw, so maybe I’ll pick a few more of them up.<\/p>\n


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