During the interview they asked me a bunch of hypothetical situations, one was “what would you do if you arrived and they didn’t have an apartment for you and you had to stay at a hotel until they found one…?” While this didn’t happen, something along those lines did.
On Wednesday my co-teacher, casually threw into our conversation, “Joe, I think you’re going to be moving” no warning, no build up, just put it on the table. I responded dumbly, “like apartments?” “Yes” she responds. Up until that point, right before lunch I was having a good day. I don’t remember what we were talking about, but it wasn’t about apartments nor was it related to the topic of moving. I then ask “why is this happening?” she responds, “the boiler is broken and the landlord doesn’t want to put in a new one, so he’s going to sell the apartment.” Well, that doesn’t make any sense at all; one, I don’t know of how many people are looking to buy a place in Boseong; two, I don’t know many people who would want to buy a place and have to buy a new boiler; three, instead of replacing the boiler and having a steady income for however many years there is a native English teacher, he’s deciding to forgo this and “sell” it. Maybe I should buy it…
“When will I have to move?” I asked, “I don’t know, within the month.” the answer
Over the past two months I’ve come to really like my apartment, it’s big especially by native English teacher apartment size standards, it has two bedrooms, one of which I use for my bike and a large living room kitchen area with a couch and tv. Not everyone can claim these amenities, let alone a separate bedroom/living room area.
I’ve gotten use to where I live, going to my building, the view, how long it takes me to get to the bus, my running routine, sleeping in my bedroom, where things are and anything thing else you can associate with moving to and living in a new place.
During my conversation she says, “Joe, the other teachers will help you,” I responded “it’s okay, I don’t have too much stuff.” It didn’t dawn on me until today that literally everything will have to be moved; the fridge, the washing machine, the bed, the couch, the pots and pans and all the previous stuff left by past teachers. Within a two month span, I’ll be moving like I’ve been living somewhere for years. Not something I was really planning on doing, but there’s nothing I can do. I just hope my new place is big enough to host thanksgiving and that’s it’s in the same apartment complex.
Really weird, Joe! I hope you’ll adapt yourself to linving into a new place without any trouble. But you are hiding the real reason you hate moving to a new area: the children playground… Come on, admit it!! ;-P
haha how’d you know?
linvig= living