Batches of busy people bump and bustle as they fight to be first to floor on which they work.
The subway platform doors open and spew them out at two minute intervals, like they are a virus multiplying more quickly than the trains can purge them from the system.
I am one of those people.
I am a virus.
I feel like I'm in the Matrix when I say that.
On March 26, 2009, I left my life in America and moved to South Korea. I put my worldly possessions into two suitcases and a backpack and got on a plane. On December 8, 2012, I returned not to my hometown of Detroit, but to Silicon Valley, California, where I married an Indian engineer. In 2020, I divorced and moved to southern California. In this blog are my successes, failures, and observations of life in different cultures.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
Korean Everydayness: Slow Day at Work
Today is Monday. The bosses are out of the office. I have done all the work I have to do.There are a total of 7 other people in the office here today as far as I can count. It's so quiet I can't stay awake. So I am taking a break from doing nothing to listen to music through my headphones and make a blog post. I'll answer the question, "how did I get here?" by answering a couple of other questions.
1. Why do I have nothing to do?
2. Why doesn't anyone break the office silence?
1. Why do I have nothing to do?
2. Why doesn't anyone break the office silence?
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