I'm sending a message to Coteacher letting her know that I really actually need to eat food during the day, and, sorry to bother you on your day off, but is there anyway that that could happen? Also tacking on the end that it's a little hard for me to keep understanding why I'm here when no one even knows that I am. "I don't mean to complain -- you know me [and she does -- I never complain about anything ever, ever]. If I need to be here, that's fine. I just want to make sure that's right."
It's really stupid to waste two weeks doing nothing because I'm too fucking "suck it up and deal with it" with myself to even ask if this is the way that it's supposed to be, right? I don't know. I really hate complainers and, therefore, I really, really hate to be one. But honestly. It doesn't hurt to ask.
And as for that little punkass anonymous whiner who mentioned something about reporting me to the Seobu office, be sure to leave your name when you do so I can track you down and kick your fucking ass for being a pathetic little crybaby. I would say I'd just look for the person at the next district meeting who appears to have never coped with full-time employment before, but that wouldn't narrow it down much, now would it?
Sorry. I'm hungry and cold and bored, which are basically my three least favorite things to be, all at once. I'm totally serious about kicking someone's ass if they ruin me somehow getting out of this though. I'll send you back to your high school bedroom and the recession before you can say, "But it's too late to apply to grad school for the fall semester!" Test it.
In other news, how sexy are drunk Liz and Willie?
Edit: Coteacher has just written back about being extremely sorry, never having "imagined this situation" and her coming in and having a "heartoheart" talk tomorrow. Oh good sweet jesus in heaven. I just wanted to know if there was any chance to get out of the next two weeks of desk warming. I don't want to heartoheart. Not even a little bit.
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How did you know I was little and a punkass?
"I would say I'd just look for the person at the next district meeting who appears to have never coped with full-time employment before, but that wouldn't narrow it down much, now would it?"
"I'll send you back to your high school bedroom and the recession before you can say, "But it's too late to apply to grad school for the fall semester!" Test it."
I feel proud having provoked such delicious writing out of you. Really.
I wouldn't worry about being ratted out, but if it happened unspeakable acts of violence would be justified.
Proud, you should be. I had fun with that little rant. I don't really hate on my fellow foreign teachers that much, but you know we get a boatload of wet-behind-the-ears little darlings out here who have been led by recruiters to the mistaken conclusion that taking a contract in the ROK will be JUST LIKE SUMMER CAMP!
I would seriously attempt to run someone out of the country for that, however. It doesn't take long to become a Senior in this environment, and I've practically earned my stripes already. Although I fear the fact that I've actually spoken up (however mildly) about something has convinced my co-teacher that I'm in the midst of a Korea-hatred-filled meltdown. So now I get to deal with that instead! Yay!
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