Convenience store woman

Sayaka Murata, 1979-

Book - 2018

"Keiko Furukura had always been considered a strange child, and her parents always worried how she would get on in the real world, so when she takes on a job in a convenience store while at university, they are delighted for her. For her part, in the convenience store she finds a predictable world mandated by the store manual, which dictates how the workers should act and what they should say, and she copies her coworkers' style of dress and speech patterns so that she can play the part of a normal person. However, eighteen years later, at age 36, she is still in the same job, has never had a boyfriend, and has only few friends. She feels comfortable in her life, but is aware that she is not living up to society's expectation...s and causing her family to worry about her. When a similarly alienated but cynical and bitter young man comes to work in the store, he will upset Keiko's contented stasis--but will it be for the better? Sayaka Murata brilliantly captures the atmosphere of the familiar convenience store that is so much part of life in Japan. With some laugh-out-loud moments prompted by the disconnect between Keiko's thoughts and those of the people around her, she provides a sharp look at Japanese society and the pressure to conform, as well as penetrating insights into the female mind. Convenience Store Woman is a fresh, charming portrait of an unforgettable heroine that recalls Banana Yoshimoto, Han Kang, and Amélie." --

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Published
New York : Grove Press 2018
Language
English
Japanese
Main Author
Sayaka Murata, 1979- (author)
Other Authors
Ginny Tapley Takemori (translator)
Edition
First American hardcover edition
Physical Description
163 pages ; 19cm
ISBN
9780802128256
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Review by Booklist Review

*Starred Review* In nursery school, Keiko pragmatically suggested that the dead bird in the park could become a grilled treat for her father. In primary school, she ended a forbidden brawl by hitting a boy on the head with a spade. She stopped a teacher's hysterics by yanking down her skirt and knickers. Despite having a normal family, Keiko was a rather strange child who learned quiet detachment to avoid further trouble. At 18, she is reborn as a convenience store worker at a newly opened Smile Mart. Donning a uniform, learning the manual, and mimicking her coworkers enable Keiko to become a normal cog in society. Eighteen years later, she remains a top-performing employee, comfortably aware that being a part-time convenience worker is the only way she can be a normal person. At 36, however, her being a single woman in a dead-end job elicits worry and judgment from family and acquaintances. To deflect unwanted meddling, Keiko adopts an arrogant wastrel with both comical and bittersweet results. The prestigious Akutagawa Prize-winning Murata, herself a part-time convenience store woman, makes a dazzling English-language debut in a crisp translation by Takemori, rich in scathingly entertaining observations on identity, perspective, and the suffocating hypocrisy of normal society.--Hong, Terry Copyright 2018 Booklist

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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

Murata's slim and stunning Akutagawa Prize-winning novel follows 36-year-old Keiko Furukura, who has been working at the same convenience store for the last 18 years, outlasting eight managers and countless customers and coworkers. Keiko, who has a history of strange impulses-wanting to grill and eat a dead bird, pulling down a hysterical teacher's pants to get her to be quiet-applied to work at the Hiiromachi Station Smile Mart on a whim. Where someone else might find the expected behavior for convenience store workers arbitrary and strict, Keiko thrives under such clear direction, finally finding a way to be normal. In fact, she thinks of herself as two Keikos: her real self, who has existed since she was born, and "convenience-store-worker-me." But normalcy is not static, as Keiko discovers. The older she gets, and the further she drifts from milestones like having a "real" job, marrying, and having children, the more her friends and family push her towards change. She strikes a sham marriage deal with a lazy and shifty ex-coworker, which, though it finally makes her "normal" in the eyes of others, throws her entire life and psyche into turmoil. Murata's smart and sly novel, her English-language debut, is a critique of the expectations and restrictions placed on single women in their 30s. This is a moving, funny, and unsettling story about how to be a "functioning adult" in today's world. Agent: Kohei Hattori, the English Agency. (June) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

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Review by Library Journal Review

Murata here makes her English-language debut with this 2016 winner of Japan's prestigious Akutagawa Prize. It offers a spare recounting of the life of 36-year-old Keiko Furukawa, a single woman who has worked part-time in a convenience store for exactly half her life. Perceived since childhood as not being "normal" by those around her, Keiko describes how her work at the Smile Mart convenience store brings her a sense of rebirth, allowing her to connect minimally with coworkers and even Miho, a friend with whom she became reacquainted after attending an alumni reunion. Daily life is comfortable and routine for Keiko until she encounters Shiraha, a former Smile Mart employee who was let go owing to his own peculiar behavior. Murata's writing, nicely rendered by Takemori's translation, uses the characters of Keiko and Shiraha to deliver a thought-provoking commentary on the meaning of conforming to the expectations of society. VERDICT While Murata's novel focuses on life in Japanese culture, her storytelling will resonate with all people and experiences. A solid selection for most fiction audiences and fodder for book group discussions.-Shirley Quan, Orange Cty. P.L., Santa Ana, CA © Copyright 2018. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

A sly take on modern work culture and social conformism, told through one woman's 18-year tenure as a convenience store employee.Keiko Furukura, a 36-year-old resident of Tokyo, is so finely attuned to the daily rhythms of Hiiromachi Station Smile Martwhere she's worked since age 18that she's nearly become one with the store. From the nails she fastidiously trims to better work the cash register to her zeal in greeting customers with store manual-approved phrases to her preternatural awareness of its subtle signalsthe clink of jangling coins, the rattle of a plastic water bottlethe store has both formed her and provided a purpose. And for someone who's never fully grasped the rules governing social interactions, she finds a ready-made set of behaviors and speech patterns by copying her fellow employees. But when her younger sister has a baby, questions surrounding her atypical lifestyle intensify. Why hasn't she married and had children or pursued a more high-flying career? Keiko recognizes society expects her to choose one or the other, though she's not quite sure why. When Shirahaa "dead-ender" in his mid-30s who decries the rigid gender rules structuring societybegins working at the store, Keiko must decide how much she's willing to give up to please others and adhere to entrenched expectations. Murata provides deceptively sharp commentary on the narrow social slots peopleparticularly womenare expected to occupy and how those who deviate can inspire bafflement, fear, or anger in others. Indeed, it's often more interesting to observe surrounding characters' reactions to Keiko than her own, sometimes leaving the protagonist as a kind of prop. Still, Murata skillfully navigates the line between the book's wry and weighty concerns and ensures readers will never conceive of the "pristine aquarium" of a convenience store in quite the same way.A unique and unexpectedly revealing English language debut. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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My present self is formed almost completely of the people around me. I am currently made up of 30 percent Mrs. Izumi, 30 percent Sugawara, 20 percent the manager, and the rest absorbed from past colleagues such as Sasaki, who left six months ago, and Okasaki, who was our supervisor until a year ago. My speech is especially inflected by everyone around me and is currently a mix of that of Mrs. Izumi and Sugawara. I think the same goes for most people. When some of Sugawara's band members came into the store recently they all dressed and spoke just like her. After Mrs. Izumi came, Sasaki started sounding just like her when she said, "Good job, see you tomorrow!" Once a woman who had gotten on well with Mrs. Izumi at her previous store came to help out, and she dressed so much like Mrs. Izumi I almost mistook the two. And I probably infect others with the way I speak too. Infecting each other like this is how we maintain ourselves as human is what I think. Outside work Mrs. Izumi is rather flashy, but she dresses the way normal women in their thirties do, so I take cues from the brand of shoes she wears and the label of the coats in her locker. Once she left her makeup bag lying around in the back room and I took a peek inside and made a note of the cosmetics she uses. People would notice if I copied her exactly, though, so what I do is read blogs by people who wear the same clothes she does and go for the other brands of clothes and kinds of shawls they talk about buying. Mrs. Izumi's clothes, accessories, and hairstyles always strike me as the model of what a woman in her thirties should be wearing. As we were chatting in the back room, her gaze suddenly fell on the ballet flats I was wearing. "Oh, those shoes are from that shop in Omotesando, aren't they? I like that place too. I have some boots from there." In the back room she speaks in a languid drawl, the end of her words slightly drawn out. I bought these flats after checking the brand name of the shoes she wears for work while she was in the toilet. Excerpted from Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.