For reasons that aren’t worth going into, Jim and I had to drive 5 1/2 hours from Columbus to Chicago and will have to do it again on Tuesday. Let’s just say it has to do with Korean work-visas and a plethora of not quite accurate information.
I had to do a short interview presumably to prove I’m not insane, a pedophile, or harboring any visible communicable diseases. I was easily pushing ten years older than the other potential English teachers in the room, and capable of forming a complete answer for my goals and reasons for wanting to live in Korea. We interviewed in sets of two and the poor young man I interviewed with was really nervous. His parents are Christian missionaries who have gone to Korea several times, and as he put it “they rescue Korean orphans and bring them back to America.” If I weren’t so tired I could go on for quite a while about the politics and ethics regarding the word “rescue” here. I really couldn’t have been more the opposite of my interviewing counterpart. My interest in Buddhism, anthropology, and teaching, and his history of coming from a family of baby-abducting Jesus fanatics.
The interviewer was a very sweet Korean man who didn’t appear to have much of a sense of humor. Strangely, but not surprisingly, he shook the hand of the young man, but wouldn’t shake my hand at the end of the interview. He thanked me, and made it clear I passed, but I think shaking a woman’s hand was outside of his comfort zone.
It was an entertaining day even if it did involve 11 hours of driving for a half hour worth of interviewing.
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