[Edited by JF. No name calling, please.] You've lost the ORIGINAL intent of the term vegan, which means not using or consuming animal-derived products. The reason WHY is immaterial. A vegan who doesn't consume animal-derived products for health reasons wouldn't give a crap whether the cow consents to it or not. Animal-derived products are not vegan. Period. Full stop.
Her head would have just simply exploded. Most Japanese wouldn't even consider, in a hundred years, that a Caucasian doesn't necessarily speak English. You're a foreigner, right? You GOTTA speak English...
I always had fun whenever I went out with my Italian friend when we both lived in Japan. He didn't speak a lick of English, and the only Italian I know is restricted to naming types of pasta. So the only way for us to communicate was always in Japanese. No biggie. We both spoke it well enough. But the weird looks we'd get in public... And on occasion, whenever we had a larger group of us, we would ALL speak Japanese because that was the one language we ALL understood. But the locals wouldn't ever get that. They would think that a table full of foreigners, without a single Asian face among them, yet ALL speaking Japanese was just the strangest thing in the world. And on occasion, a braver soul would even come up and ask... "Uhhh.... Aren't all you guys foreigners? Why are you speaking Japanese amongst yourselves?" And we'd have to explain that we were from different countries and not all of us spoke English, whereas Japanese was lingua franca for us. But even after explaining it, sometimes I got the impression they never really did quite get it.
OMG! This vid just summarized my last 11 years living in Japan. I just about hurt myself laughing so hard! This was just PERFECT! I LOVE the horrified look on the waitress's face the moment she realizes she has to serve a table full of "gaikokujin" (foreigners)... And then immediately gravitates to the one Japanese-looking person for help. Absolutely spot-on! I've been in this situation too many times to even count.
I always had fun whenever I went out with my Italian friend when we both lived in Japan. He didn't speak a lick of English, and the only Italian I know is restricted to naming types of pasta. So the only way for us to communicate was always in Japanese. No biggie. We both spoke it well enough. But the weird looks we'd get in public... And on occasion, whenever we had a larger group of us, we would ALL speak Japanese because that was the one language we ALL understood. But the locals wouldn't ever get that. They would think that a table full of foreigners, without a single Asian face among them, yet ALL speaking Japanese was just the strangest thing in the world. And on occasion, a braver soul would even come up and ask... "Uhhh.... Aren't all you guys foreigners? Why are you speaking Japanese amongst yourselves?" And we'd have to explain that we were from different countries and not all of us spoke English, whereas Japanese was lingua franca for us. But even after explaining it, sometimes I got the impression they never really did quite get it.