Yvi

In my listening class's book, there was a picture of some people at a concert. I had to explain the "rock and roll" sign because one girl asked what it was. Fun times.

I think I'm getting sick. Sneezy, sinus pain, slightly sore throat. Seriously, next teaching position I have will be in a country that doesn't guilt-trip you for taking a sick day.

Not that I need one. But if I did, I'd want to take it without any hemming and hawing from my boss. Or just flat-out being told I can't, even when I'm too vertiginous to walk ('sup, Pohang director?).

Oh, and while I'm kvetching, one of the Korean teachers and I went to the bakery below the school today and I was asking the cashier if a certain open-faced sandwich had ham on it. He looked at me like he couldn't understand a word I was saying, and then I mentally freaked out because I thought I'd accidentally said something wrong (zomg, what if I somehow said kokkiri instead of kogi and he thinks I want an elephant?!?).

Then the KT was all, "Yeah, he's just messing with you."

Grr. Come on, now. Was that really necessary? A shy foreign person tries to speak your language, so you ignore them because it's funny? Really?

And the sandwich, of course, had ham on it.

(Positive note! This fandomsecret made me grin like nobody's business. Lady Gaga meets Firefly. How is that not epic?)