You know ...

... we have it pretty good here.

That is a direct quote from my friend Aussie. And you know what? For the most part, he was right. Yes, there was some BS to deal with. Ok, a lot of BS at times. However, overall, it was good.

As Aussie would say, we weren't really worked that hard. We had a lot of disposable income. We could enjoy ourselves. For the most part he was right.

My sort of last boss was GREAT! Someone who could actually be trusted. Sure the usual BS popped up, lack of communication, but you could talk to him and he wouldn't knowingly fuck you over. He would actually stand by his word! Unlike most hagwon owners. (Which for me meant 1 in 6 hagwon owners.)

While I am enjoying my current job and being home ... I miss that job. I miss teaching.

I never watched more hockey than when I was in South Korea. I love hockey. Ask Stig, I think I drove him nuts with hockey talk sometimes. I didn't work until the afternoon and because of the time change hockey was on in the morning. :) I miss watching that much hockey. :(

Life was pretty good then. :)

What the ... rejection ?!?!?

Damn I have really stopped writing and posting. There are things I started writing months ago and never finished or posted. What can I say, life keeps me busy. The following is something I wrote and never got around to posting.

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Uh oh ... I guess the news hasn't hit Korea yet. I wonder how the netizens will over-react if it does? The LAPD has REJECTED using Jindos as police dogs.

A google search I ended after 10 pages only turned up a link to Korea Sentry that talked about the "issue". Nothing from Korean papers or sites. At least not in English.

I couldn't help but laugh and think of my time in South Korea when I read the following.

They pretty much mastered the task, but once they got out of the training environment, they got distracted in the real world.... A leaf would blow, and they'd go chase it.

It reminded me of ... Koreans. I can't remember how many times Stig and I would comment on how easily distracted Koreans are. A kid wears a short sleeve shirt in the spring? Class is disrupted until they calm down. Someone draws a pile of dung on the board? Total distraction. Korean is walking down the street and sees a foreigner ... distraction.