This monolithic structure was an abandoned supermarket when I arrived, but with the addition of a multi-storey car park and a makeover it's become the Japanese version of an entertainment centre.
Upon walking through the doors you are assailed by a wall of sound, a deafening cacophony which can only mean one thing - a pachinko parlour. This is the insanely popular art of feeding thousands of ball-bearings into a machine and watching them bounce down in the hopes of scoring prizes. The empty seat you see here is an anomaly that lasted only a few seconds... dozens of people were waiting for spaces to open up, despite the entire floor being covered with identical machines.
Given that this is an entirely new structure, and that it's name is supposed to be an acronym, you would have expected that a little English-checking at the planning stage wouldn't have gone amiss... I have a feeling that since it got through a spell-checker it was deemed correct!
7 comments:
Ball bearings eh? Where do they get them from? What are all those boxes there?
Look closely. Those are the ball bearings, bought by the thousand as far as I can tell. That one old guy has clearly settled in for the day...
So... you pour ball bearings - which you buy - into this machine and then what? Ball bearings come out again? You win tickets depending on how many of them make it into holes?
It's like the lamest slot machine idea ever!
So true. And these people sit here and do it all day as their one escape from life's drudgery...
If I'd grown up in that neighbourhood I would have used the ball bearings to fire at things with my catapult. Bizarre!
Yeah, honestly, pachinko is one of the saddest hobbies ever, I think.
But that is some of the greatest Engrish ever!
- Felicia
It is great Engrish. The "Rising reverses common sense" line, however, is one of the most apt descriptions I've ever heard of a pachinko parlor. There's nothing commonsensical about pachinko whatsoever.
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