I was cold called telemarketed in a motel room and i actually showed up the next day in the cafe AT THE TIME I DIDN'T SET!Nine minutes later (i stupidly having shown up early - so bailed when whomever from where ever didn't bother to show up on time) i was chased down in a nearby supermarket getting my greens (scallions, green peppers, swiss chard). GTFOOH. I mean, wtf?...
Cheers Lazio, and I thought it was just me.
Makes your head spin for sure. Including the thread's title, which has nothing to do with what followed it.
I'm already looking forward to the next installment, Van!
My interpretation of events:
My interpretation of events:Van, after a solid night and morning of hitting the soju and watching youtube videos, hears his phone ringing. An unknown 070 number is calling. Van answers and its an internet subscription telemarketer. Van gets exasperated when the guy begins his spiel in Korean and yells 'NO NO NO I SPEAK ENGLISH I HAVE ALREADY TOLD SKT THAT THIS IS AN ENGLISH ONLY PHONE NUMBER'. To his surprise, the telemarketer (TM) switches to passable English and begins his pitch. Van cut's him off and tells the guy he won't discuss anything on the phone, and the guy will have to come meet him in the cafe below his hagwon, where they can get to know one another and perhaps be friends and discuss Van's several years as a newspaper reporter. TM is a bit confused by and wary of this turn of events, and tries to explain (seven times) that his boss won't let him leave the premises early.Van is annoyed at his new friend's reticence to commit, and yells down the phone 'BE THERE OR BE SQUARE'.TM's manager asks how the call went, and then orders TM to go meet this guy as they haven't had a sucker bite in 4 months. TM checks his watch and hurries out the door, promising himself that he will start looking for a new job asap.Van has arrived at the cafe early, and staggers over to a corner table, shielding his eyes from the bright sunlight coming in through the windows. He is still in yesterday's clothes but TM won't mind, they've become solid friends now. Maybe he can watch movies on Fridays with TM instead of his hagwon boss from now on. Eventually Van begins to get irritated. How long is TM going to take? The call ended 15 minutes ago. It only took Van a short time to fall down 7 flights of stairs and walk into the cafe. Why is he taking so long?TM's taxi arrives and he hurries towards the cafe. He see's a pale man stumbling out with erect white sideburns and a furious expression. It must be him.The man in a heavily worn Canadian tuxedo and yellow cap ducks into a local mom and pop store, and TM follows.'Hello Cuthbert, is that you?'Van whirls (and nearly falls over) and stares at the interloper. Van is offended and shocked, with his jaw hanging agape. Once he processes who the man calling to him is, he begins a series of extremely loud and rabid barks. TM flees.Van, still drunk at 10am, stumbles home with his roadside greens (hissing at one unfortunate man who tried to get on his elevator during a pandemic) and shares his experience with waygook.i mean, wtf?...
Van, now you're not a mod, you are allowed to explain why you did something. How about start with this post. I'm sure we'd all love to know what it's about, why it is posted here, and what your thought patterns were, at the time of writing.Please tell!
