Let's start from the beginning shall we? After staying at home for the first two years of my college experience, I decided it was time I branched out and tried things out on my own for a bit, so I began looking for an apartment. I found a basement room in a cute town home at a reasonable price, signed a contract and I was well on my way to being a real-life adult.
Fast forward to moving day. I pack all my clothes in my car...go up to the management office, pick up my key and I'm excited to start moving stuff into my new apartment. I open the door to my room, and find that someone is already living in my room. This is strange and awkward...so I call the management company. Turns out, they've double booked my room.
They try to get me to take a crappy room in one of the other town homes, but I'm like "eh...better not". So the lady tells me they have a master bedroom in another complex that they could sell me at the same price and she can show it to me the next morning.
***Cue Hallelujah Chorus***
The next day, I meet the lady at the complex, and before we enter the door she says,
"Now, I just have to warn you, you'll be living with two Korean sisters. They're very nice, though, and I think they'll be glad to have an English-speaking roommate." I find it strange she even felt the need to mention this to me, but I just ignore it and we continue on.
We walk in and are greeted by one of the Korean sisters I'd been warned about. She doesn't speak a lick of English, and I cannot pronounce her name to save my life. (It's been 5 months and I'm still not sure I pronounce it write, and I definitely can't spell it).
Aside from the serious like of English, the apartment is great. I love everything about it. The room is huge. I have my own bathroom, a balcony and a reserved underground parking space. There's a weird smell in the kitchen, but I'm like..."That has to go away at some point right?"
What I should have said was, "Does it smell like this ALL the time?" or perhaps "Now...you're sure her sister knows English?" What I actually said was "I'll take it."
And so began one of the strangest 5 months of my life. There's been kimchee horrors, bathing at hours of the night I didn't know existed, unwelcome nudity, and let's not forget the strange Korean man that stayed in my house for two weeks. Yup, the hilarity ensues next time. Stay tuned.
