He also was shy about getting it, and eventually handed me his business card instead. She said she’d given him a call and see if he could find someone that might work out well for me.
I didn’t want to call him directly the day after, but I did want to stay in touch with him. If all things go according to plan, my interesting-for-all-the-wrong-reasons, yet generally un-eventful dating life, should soon start to pick up. I’m sure most people are at least aware of the Anipang craze sweeping Kakao.
At what point is it acceptable to be like, thanks for the hearts, how about we meet for a drink and play Anipang together? Sure, it all got sorted out in the end, but I’ve still got to deal with the aftermath. I guess it’s just hard, coming from my background, and with what I’ve dealt with growing up, to face a bunch of people that have no idea what it feels like to have a racial slur thrown at them, over what? Hilarious that you were called nasty things, that no one should even say to their worst enemy. And it just so happened that I was dating Korean men, because, hey, I live in Korea. There are people that were amazingly wonderful and helpful to me (of all races) during the entire Race Thing. You’re supposed to be a normal human being, step back, and look at your actions.
It’s funny that when a girl jumps on a bandwagon, everyone else follows. A stupid fucking discussion about a difference of opinion, and then they question who I am. And then other people come in, and say, oh, it’s so funny! And when I question that response, I’m told that they get it ALL THE TIME and I have no right to even question behavior I find racist, because ARE YOU EVEN BIRACIAL?! But, it’s hard to sit by and watch social issue after social issue pass you by because you don’t want to get involved. When askakoreanguy said what he said, I looked at my own posts. I’m older, wiser, and and a lot more world-savvy than I was before.
Knock on their door and ask them if they want to do a shot with you. I explained how being smart means more to me than being hot, and how a great personality can overcome even the most dismal of looks.
(This version, as presented by the Canadian, was not how I normally play. And it was my second time to give a dare so I told the guy to take the soju bottle, and go next door. Much to my surprise, he texted me a few hours later asking me how I am. I explained to her a few times how I don’t always go for the typical guy that girls would.
Not King Game, the awful Korean game that ends up with me always being uncomfortable, but the American/Canadian game that sometimes ends up with, well, me being uncomfortable. As a joke, I copied the Anipang message and sent all my friends a broken heart in place of the real thing. I waited a few hours and wrote back that it was a joke. I figured I’d just let it end there, since he is clearly not going to declare his love to me via Anipang and that I was stupid to send it to him. She lived outside of Korea for ten years, so she understands both Western and Korean culture well. We started talking about Korean guys and what it’s like to date them.
It’s been a long time since I’ve met a Korean man in a bar like that. He’s got a busy day planned, so I told him not to ask me for sure until tonight because I think he might be tired, but he says he won’t be. A real Samsung guy in the flesh who doesn’t post fake pictures on Tumblr. She says there are about 80 babies there that have to sleep with the light on and have bad skin because not enough people can take care of them. The Gyopo across the table laughed and said, “Oh yeah. Thus, I explained, Samsung guys or guys like them, are a perfect dating pool for me.
It is am and KFF just texted me for the first time since the last time it was cold. Yogurt soju and probably an awkward lead-up to hot sex. Anyway, the night trickled down to us in a soju room with a closed door and high walls around us. Now, I had no idea if they would love doing a shot or not, but I figured most Koreans out, at night, in a soju room, wouldn’t mind. (It doesn’t just have to be friends, it can also be dating agencies or parents doing the match-making.) Ideally, the friends know you well enough to know what sort of person you’d like, so the person they set you up with, should work out to be someone you’d like to be with.
Which, considering I ended up in a motel last Saturday with the Samsung guy I had a date with who runs marathons, but nothing happened because we were both tanked, this is a good thing. But if that’s the last I see of him, I will have wished to have done more. We sat in our room and cracked up as our coworker carried the soju bottle next door. Unfortunately, right before joining them, I had made plans with Ramen to go meet him and his friends. As I’m getting older, it’s harder to meet people the way I used to. That I want a man who has a job, and a future, and is smart.
I have, unlike a lot of you, had guys that I’m dating find the blog. Note, this isn’t the time I’m at work, which is now approaching 11.5hours a day. Vonnegut was, and remains, the king of black humor. a form of humor that regards human suffering as absurd rather than pitiable, or that considers human existence as ironic and pointless but somehow comic.2.