A New Low

This post will likely make all of you lose a little bit of respect for me... but I have to write it because there is just too much that happened on Saturday night for me not to write about...

The beginning part of the night was fantastic. I had heard of a free comedy show in Seoul and convinced some people to come along. For those of you who have seen the show "Who's Line is it Anyways?", it was along those lines. The ensemble was made up of foreign guys and one Korean girl who couldn't speak very good English. It was unfortunate that most of the time that she made you laugh it wasn't with her but at her. The guys were good though, really good. I enjoyed myself and will definitely go back to another show.

After the comedy show some of the people left and the rest of use went out in Itaewon. First stop was the Irish joint we were at on New Years. A man came around selling cowboy hats, we entertained the idea of buying them strictly so we could take a picture. And yes, the hat was too small for my head. 

Next was a gay bar. Some of us didn't stay long... and especially after I broke a bottle of beer on the dance floor within the first 10 minutes of being there, I figured I should head out. Although in the short time I was there I had my cheeks pinched by a bartender and called adorable and my hair caressed by a very gay man as he told me I was gorgeous.. gay bar... always a good self esteem booster. 

Next stop was The Loft where they told us girls would get free alcohol. Although we couldn't wait so we stopped at 7-11 and got some beer, which we then snuck in to the bar. I then proceeded to go to the bathroom, have a dance party with 3 other girls, all the time hiding the big bottle of beer in my jacket, before I snuck in to a stall and poured the beer. Yes, you can tell this is a classy night already. 

I was propositioned within 5 minutes of arriving by a dude who said, and I quote "can I spend tonight with you".. My response? "Umm. No". He then inquired why not and asked if I had a boyfriend, I said no and that I was simply not interested. He took it swimmingly and I was happy with myself for not having made up a big lie and just being straightforward with the guy. He as well appreciated my honesty and that was that. Unfortunately not every guy that night was as easy to get rid of.

I spent the rest of the night dancing and running back to the bar every 3 minutes to refill my gin and tonic so that myself and the boys could drink it.. I'm surprised that they didn't cut me off to be honest. The guys there were creeps and copping a feel whenever they could get a chance... I always have been good at getting rid of guys by just kind of dancing away, apparently that did not work at this club. 

Near the end of the night it was just me and two other friends (one was a new girl who I had just met).. I started getting manhandled by this guy, I told him that I wasn't interested and tried to move away. This is where he grabbed my arm, hard.. like really hard...and tried to dance with me. I looked at the guy I was with and begged for help, he was not on point but thankfully the girls he was trying to pick up understood and saved me. I wish the story ended there, but it doesn't. This went of for what seemed like forever. I told him that I had a boyfriend to get rid of him and that didn't work. The guy I was with got in to a discussion with him to tell him to leave me alone and that didn't work. Eventually we just left because it was too much. Way to ruin the night creeper. 

We then went for Kebabs, where it just so happened that I was about 5 feet away from the New Zealand guy that I had the date with and he was way more in to me than I was into him.... and then sent a rejection text too. Of course he was there...and sitting right across from me. How awkward. And how did a classy lady like me handle the situation, did I smile and say hi? No, I pulled down my hat and refused to raise my head until he left.

Then the guy and I walked the girl home and headed to the subway... I was on the verge of passing out the entire time and gave the reins to him to get us back to Incheon. He failed and we got on the wrong train once, and off at the wrong stop another time. Then came my shining moment of the night, when I walked over to a garbage can and puked. Yes, I puked in a subway station in Seoul. A new low... yes... at least I hit the garbage can. We then got back on the train and I fell asleep. My friend got off before me and I don't remember him leaving. I again, woke up at the last stop. This has to stop. 

This is the result of way too much gin

I slept most of Sunday, woke up and watched two movies and went back to bed. Today I woke up and did the planning that I should have done yesterday. Then just as I was about to leave for work, what did I notice? My bank card is missing. All Saturday night we were trying to get money out of machines.. I must have dropped it at some point. I wasn't worried at first because no one had my pin and the chance of them guessing was small. Then I remembered that the certain card I had could be used in stores with no pin and no signature. Yes folks.. that was bad news. I tried to call the bank but couldn't figure it out. So I went to school and had my boss's wife call and cancel the card. I still wasn't sure if i even had any money left in the account. Thankfully she called a different number later to find out that there had been no transactions since the day I lost it. I still won't rest assured until I see for sure that I have the proper amount of money in my account. So tomorrow faces me with the task of going to the bank to get a new card issued and check my account. My banking lady is going to hate me soon, especially since it looks like there is problems with my wire transfer as well.