Japanese indirectness is indirect

So, I've decided that I need to record more of my thoughts and memories about my time in Japan before I forget too many of them.

That said, the following story is not actually about me. It's actually about a friend of a friend of mine.

( Japanese indirectness is indirect )

Whenever I hear stories like this, I always wonder why my town in Japan was so darn normal. Relatively, I mean. Am I culturally thick-skinned? Was it just my poor Japanese, which prevented me from understanding most of the craziness around me? (Probably)

Anyway, does anyone else have stories like this to share?