Helpless.

Mr. Shin.

Kelly and me in my apartment.

The most annoying thing about being in Korea is that you are completely helpless, when it comes to everyday problems. Things like going to the pharmacy to get medicine requires the aid of one of the English speaking teachers. Thankfully, the Korean culture is overly helpful. Especially, one teacher at the school, who's English is great, has taken me to the bank three times and has came with me to the doctors. She is also willing to translate for me, when I have an issue and need to speak to the director of the school. Recently my Internet has stopped working. Which is my life line. I can't just call Comcast and have them walk me through it. I have to call my boss and he has to come over, which is always a little awkward.

So I call Mr.Shin and less then an hour later he is at my apartment. He quickly unplugs and replugs some cords and before I know it my Internet is restored. Now the awkwardness starts. He starts inspecting my tiny apartment. Wrapping up cords and sticking them behind furniture, fixing my screen on the window and looking at my pictures on my refridgerator. He tells me my father is very handsome. Then he goes in to my kitchen and starts opening my cabinets. Kelly and me cringe cause I have s drawer full of tampons and pads in the kitchen and we can only imagine Mr. Shin's reaction if he opens it (no one uses tampons here, they aren't virginal). He skips over the drawer, but I am a little uncomfortable because in America we don't randomly go through people's houses. Kelly assured me he did the same to her and they are just curious about how we live.

He then sits down by my computer and picks up my Nikon and asks to take a picture us of us. He tells me about his thirty year old Nikon and proceeds to play with my camera. Mr. Shin studied art and always asks to see my own personal work. He told me he wanted to interview me for the job because he saw I went to art school. It's kinda of weird art school got me the job even though I had no prior teaching experience.

Unfortunately, after he left because he had an appointment to drink with his friend (everything is translated to appointment not meeting, hanging out with or anything casual) my Internet stopped working. So this means another weird interaction at my apartment in the near future.