I was feeling a little mischievous that day so told him his uri-kata (sales approach) was heta (unskillfull). He needed to shout, and then I demonstrated the right way in a loud voice:
IRASSHAIMASE. HENZO TELEKADO HANBAICHU DESU!
(Come and see, doctored telephone cards for sale.)
The guy took off like a rabbit with a priceless look on his face. Some of the Japanese in the area hurried on, others gave me scattered applause. It was a lot of fun
Ha! Maybe they should have sold them like the Yaki imo (sweet potato) venders, with a loud speaker. “Benri desu, yo!” (Very convenient).
You are lucky, two or three of them and they would have knifed you. Iranians are not little people, size-wise, and very brave in groups...
I lived in kita-senjyuu, used to eat at the 5th floor deep fry place at Matsudo Eki-Mae every week...!!
Good times...!
Hillarious. Sounds like a Manga take back