For some reason (I really can't imagine why), these posts I've been making of late complaining about my co-teacher have been re-posted on Facebook and Twitter and all such sort of nonsense. Which is fine. But I feel like it's easy to take them out of context that way, and to take my position as a teacher who works with Korean co-teachers out of context that way.
I don't know what kind of co-teachers anyone else has had, and I don't like it when people correct my own version of my experience, so I'm not likely to do it to someone else. But I do want to say that this co-teacher is not, in my 2.5 years of experience with over 20 co-teachers, a typical Korean co-teacher. She is nothing of the sort. Neither is she a "typical" Korean. She is an obnoxious freak of the highest order, and probably the most offensive and irritating person I've ever had to work with. In any country. Which is saying something. Because my last work place in New York was kind of a sinkhole of violent personality disorders (aka "writers").
I'm upset because this is not a normal example of a co-teacher, or a Korean, or a colleague. It's not what I'm used to. At all.
Just so we're clear. I'm not about to go all Korean Rum Diary on you all. After all, I at least have the good grace not to dare to compare myself to Hunter S. Thompson.
In other words, I know what some of you folk are playing at, and it would suit you best not to use my blog to play at it. Or at least not to let me find out about it. Because I will eat your faces. Fact. Just saying.