西洋오랑캐

Yesterday was a totally insane day. So first, I put in a long day at work…you know workin’ (aka I taught my kindergarten class the expression “Ready to Rock!” where this one kid..he’s like 4 years old is like “Teacher…(Glen Danzig voice)I ready to rock!” it’s awesome.)
After work, the staff of my school went to dinner together, which was grand. Anyhow despite the fact that my contract proclaims that I’m not suppose to rock my co-workers, my bosses seem to be all about such actions. At dinner, Mr. Yoo kept making me sit between two of the three Korean versions of a lunch lady / noon aide who work at our school (only they are not like Korean Mrs. Dane, they are wicked hot college students)…the better looking ones at that, and mack it to them. I was made to speak Korean to them, which was tough, but I kind of managed. Anyhow at dinner we drank 막걸리 (makkoli), which is a kind of rice alcohol served out of a cauldron with a ladel into ceramic bowls. It was pretty ok.
After dinner, the helper known as Jennifer left, and the rest of us traveled to 노래방 (the third time I’ve been). I busted out crazy tunes for the ladies. Darrell and I rocked out on Bon Jovi’s “You Give Love a Bad Name,” TLC’s “No Scrubs,” and “Tears in Heaven.” As a solo artist I busted out Lionel Richie’s “Hello,” and “Superstar,” by the Carpenters.
When it was time to leave, I was told that the helper known as Reese and I should stay and “sing” more, since we hit it off well. We returned home with Darrell, Reese, Mr. Yoo, and I riding in a cab back to Bongcheon and wherever Reese lived. On the way home, Mr. Yoo would occassionally address us in some horrible, drunken broken English. Great fun!
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it yet, so…Here in Korea (or at least in my hood) the garbageman has a theme song, kind of like the icecream man in America. He drives up and down my street at 6 a.m., blasting classical music as he chucks sacks of trash into the truck. Awesome way to start the day!