My trousers started buzzing right around noon but there wasn’t much I could do in front of students.

Eventually I was able to check the messages and discover that I had a mission.

Our oldest went to a concert in Shibuya last night and came home relatively late, prompting She Who Must Be Obeyed to fetch her from the station. This isn’t the first time this has happened.

My trousers were buzzing because somehow, in some way I don’t understand, our oldest realized she’d left her eye glasses at the concert hall. This apparently prompted frantic calls to the concert hall where, miracle of miracles, the glasses were discovered and I was contacted to see if I could go rescue them.

This meant, after five hours of teaching, I had to wander in the opposite direction of home and clean up someone else’s mistake.

(Note: the thought crossed my mind of making her come all the way down to Shibuya to fetch them herself but, without the supervision of SWMBO, sending our oldest to the center of youth culture and fashion in Japan would hardly be a punishment. Instead it would be an imposition on SWMBO. That thought was, therefore, a non-starter.)

I rescued the glasses, after some confusion as someone else had lost a pair, and got them home. I then had a short angry one-sided chat with our oldest that amounted to “No more concerts.” When I got the inevitable teary “why” I had my list ready of how here concerts were work for me and for her mother. I’ve escorted her and her friend to a concert and then waited to bring them home; we’ve gone to the station after dark to escort her and her friends safely home. That doesn’t even include helping look for lost things or bringing forgotten things after she’s left for school.

I expect at least one challenge to this. She better hope she doesn’t catch me after a work day though. I’m kind of hoping she does, though, just to see what happens.