Mark, a model from canada, is going to have a job in seoul.
Johnny, an instagram influencer, is getting the same chance.
The only problem is, that Johnny speaks fluent korean, but Mark doesn't. And the people in seoul can't speak english either.
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Good question. Maybe because my manager forgot it and signed me up, without asking me about my korean skills.
,,Because I want to experience something new and then my manager signed me up for this week."
He tilts his head and wrinkles his forehead. ,,Without checking on your korean skills? Not very well thought through."
I just nod and pull out my korean study book. Maybe I should really start learning more. 'Hello' and 'How are you' are just not enough for a job in seoul.
While I am doing so, the maid came back with my watermelon juice drink. Watermelon is by far my favorite fruit on earth. Just so good, even as juice. I am thanking her in korean and she walks off by smiling and bowing to us.
,,You can speak basics, right?" ,,Yeah.. but just a little bit. Korean is just way too hard."
He laughs and nods. ,,That's true. I am so thankful that my parents tought me korean since I was little. It's not perfect, but", he leans in on my ear and whispers ,,my english is neither."
I laugh and nearly choke on my juice. That's why he also laughs at me. ,,Omg. Don't die on your juice."
,,No, no. I won't. It's too good to die on." ,,Do you like watermelon so much?"
I nod while drinking my juice from the straw. ,,And you like coffee, I guess?" ,,Correct, Shorty."
While I am drinking, I give him a death stare. A lot of people call me short, even though I am not that small anymore!
,,I am 1.74 meters! I am not that small anymore."
He starts laughing again. He probably saw my confused facial expression and he just smirks. ,,And I am 1.85 meters. So you are short in my opinion."
I squint my eyes and shake my head. ,,I am average. You're just a giant."
He nods as if he agrees with that. ,,I get that a lot and I can't complain though. It's good to be tall. You can call everyone a shorty to tease everyone."
I give him a death glare again and he starts laughing again. ,,Okay if you want me to stop. I will!"
He puts his hands up as a 'I am defeated' sign. That's why I laugh again and start coughing because he made me laugh while I am drinking again. I feel like I will die because of this guy. WHILE DRINKING.
He also laughs along with me and pats my back to help me calm down with the coughing. When I am done he sips a little bit from his coffee and looks at me again.
,,So. How did your interview go, with this broken korean?" ,,Erm.. Do we have to talk about that?" ,,Yeah. Tell me what happened."
