i worked on this farm in southern japan for a summer. me, a nepali guy, and the rest were native japanese nationals all lived in this dormitory building with a shared bathroom on our floor. while getting ready in the morning at bebop o'clock, we would all greet each other with the ohio gozaimasu (i speak a little conversational japanese and am very much illiterate). this one guy though, who was hysterical, would basically be shuffling around with his eyes closed for the first 5 minutes every morning. when i would greet him he would just say something that sounded like, "OSS" in this exaggerated sigh. like he could only bring himself to say the last syllable. cracked us all up.