"Attempt easy tasks as if they were difficult, and difficult as if they were easy; in the one case that confidence may not fall asleep, in the other that it may not be dismayed." --- Baltasar GracianIn preparation for moving back to Texas (at the end of February), I decided to pack up a box to send home on the boat. Shipping stuff back by boat takes about 2-3 months, but it is MUCH cheaper than sending it via airmail. So, the other week I went to the post office and bought the biggest box they offered, took it home, packed it up, and then taped the hell out of it!! I heard that the boxes get pretty roughed up so I wanted to ensure that it survived the journey.
I asked my co-teacher if he could assist me by coming by my house one evening to pick up the box and keep in it his car so that we could take it to the post office the next day. He agreed to come by last night and since I had an after-school class I stayed at the school until he was also off of work (he had two after-school classes).
By the time we left school it was dark because it was nearly 6pm. On the way to my place he asked if I would like to join him for dinner. Of course I said yes because it's been awhile since we got to just hang out and talk. It's funny how in Korea, asking a favor turns into the person offering even more things, such as dinner. Every time we've gone out to dinner in the past he always immediately says, "my treat" because he knows I'm going to say that it's my turn to pay for it. But, in Korean culture it is common that the oldest male pays for dinner. This makes it impossible for me to return the favor of dinner. I'd love to host a dinner at my apartment for some of my co-teachers, but alas my apartment is the size of a shoe box!
Dinner conversation usually brings up many interesting topics. Every once in awhile (usually after one bottle of Soju between us) he'll ask me a couple personal questions. Of course, he leads this with asking if he can ask a personal question, lol. So this time he asked, "Since you've been in Korea, have you had the opportunity to find any sort of love here?" My response? Laughter! I honestly wasn't trying to laugh at his question, but it just sorta happened as I thought back to all the experiences I've had these last 9 months with foreigners in general.
The foreigner community in Korea is very similar to any small town back in Texas. It's full of gossip, everyone knows everyone, and everyone know's everyone's business whether they want to or not. Something I've found unique to the situation of dating in Korea is the extra (somewhat valid) excuses, such as, "I just got out of a relationship before I came here, so I'm not looking for anything serious (aka they just want to have sex)" and "I've decided not to date anyone during my time here in Korea because it would make it too difficult when the time comes for me to leave (aka they also just want to have sex)." My attempt at explaining this to him was humorous in itself. I summed it up with, "I've been able to experience the dating world, and no I have not found love." LOL.
Also during dinner he informed me that "some of the students" told him the name of the teacher who I thought was the most handsome at our school. He then said that that particular teacher has always wanted to go out to dinner with me sometime. I switched the topic by saying all of the teachers who enjoy drinking should get together and go out for dinner/drinks before I leave. Sneaky middle-schoolers! They forced me to choose one "handsome" teacher and tell them who it was so I randomly picked a teacher. I don't even know half of my staff's names, lol.
Moving on to today. I'm sitting in my classroom (I don't begin classes until 11:20am on Wednesdays) and my desk phone rings. It's my co-teacher saying "Amanda, you must come to auditorium right away for yearbook picture." GREAT! Thanks for the advance warning, lol. So, I throw on some make-up in an attempt to look half-decent (I stopped wearing make-up to work a long time ago) and stroll outside into the rain to go take my picture. After the photographer was so kind to make sure I looked perfect (he kept pushing my hair out of my face, lol) Mr. Bahn says, "Let's go take your box to the post office."
I run back through the rain to grab my wallet from my classroom, then we drive down the road to the post office. He carries my ginormous box inside and tells the post-office workers what I'd like to do. They immediately say something in Korean that gives Mr.Bahn a concerned look on his face. He looks to me and says, "Your box is too big in size and weight."
Lovely! So, in other words I had wasted an hour organizing the contents of the box, as well as taping every single inch of it! The next thing I know all of my stuff is laid out on the post office floor as we attempt to re-organize it into two boxes. Of course they didn't put as much tape as I would have liked, but I let the professionals do their job. Eventually they came up with a total cost and we rushed back to the school just in time for our classes. With insurance for both boxes it cost me about $80 to ship them to America.
What started out as "just a box" turned into many things. It led to an evening of hanging out with my co-teacher, as well as a 45 minute dilemma at the post office. Seems like the easiest tasks turn out to be way more than that! :)
XOXO,
Amanda