Saturday, October 11, 2003

After a solid two months of twisting in the dirty Korean wind waiting for my boss to approach me about extending my contract (at which time I was to throw a shoe at him, yelp and run to the airport), I finally received a call. A call not from my boss, but from one of the many LIKE minions, the aptly named Scott Kim. Not sure why his name is apt, but it is. Scott effectively destroyed my months of indeciscive flip-flopping by giving me two hours to decide my immediate future. Incentives, you ask? How about an $80 pay raise and all the canned tuna one can eat? As compelling as these nuggets are, I was still leaning towards the shoe scenario. Despite this I think a mumbled something to Scott about considering returning for 6 months under the right circumstances (i.e. $200, the tuna, and all the tea in China. That's right, all the tea.) So possibly I'm committed to that. Also, I am to take a Korean bride at once. So much for negotiations. I like to think I play hardball. I have to run to work, still mulling things over.

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