The sketch part: my landlord coming round to tell me about the water bill. I am a female resident who lives alone; I have zero desire to interact with my male landlord who gives me a funny vibe. Apparently, everyone in the building has to pay 10,000 won (around 10 bucks) for the water utility regardless of how much or little we use. Apparently, I am 2 months behind. Why am I two months behind? Because there is no paper bill given and I'm just supposed to miraculously know to pay this. How am I to pay this? By stopping by HIS APARTMENT ON THE THIRD FLOOR TO GIVE THE MONEY. Sketch? I think so. I also really, really don't like doing anything without accompanying paperwork when it comes to housing and my job. It just screams unprofessional. I refused to pay it right then which was kind of funny because I realized after he left that he could see 20,000 won, the exact amount I owed sitting on my bedside table through the open crack of the door. Whatever, that was my dinner money. I am going to go talk to my co-teacher about it tomorrow morning before I pay. So sketch. I'd rather just make a bank transfer at the ATM every month, give me an official bill. I think I'll have my school speak to him because I feel uncomfortable in the extreme. It's probably nothing. Koreans do things differently but I have gotten through life pretty well by going with my gut.
And because today's blog post was utterly uninspiring, some konglish for your viewing pleasure:
3 comments:
The t shirt is kind of funny. Not as good as the cocktail bar sign though, that one was priceless.
If I saw a queen on the floor, I wouldn't go slowly...
True, the Cocktail sign remains my favorite too. I'm waiting for one of my students to come to school with something ridiculous written on their shirt.
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