Wednesday, January 2, 2008

We're Different, We're the same

...here's some of those differences
Bathrooms
Firstly, when you go to a bathroom; you never know what you’re going to get. Will you be sitting on a Western toilet? Or will you be bending over an Asian porcelain squatter? This, I make a giant assumption is the best reason I can see that Korean people do not wear shoesin their homes. Who would want urine tracks around where their children crawl? Ick. Really, the squatters aren’t so bad, once you figure out how to use them. But I’ve made mental notes in downtown Cheonan of my favorite bathrooms. Where are the squatters, where are the Western toilets, which ones have toilet paper, which ones don’t. and which ones smell like fucking smoke.
Bathroom diff #2: Opseo Yeoja Tambe. Good girls do not smoke in public. Being a good girl myself, who does not smoke in public or private, this is one of my bigget pet peeves. If you smoke in public you’re easy, therefore many female (Yeoja) stalls all have raunchy ash trays sitting to the side and sometimes on the floor with a wet paper towel sitting inside of it. One time I was at a club downtown, and after a few too much Soju cocktail, I reeeally had to pee. I went to a bathoom with two stalls. Stall # 1 had janitor supplies in it and a broken door. Three yeojas were waiting in line. The woman in stall #2 was taking so stinkin long. I could hear her cough and puffs of smoke coming out from underneath the door. This is no sort of rebel girl in the high school girls’ room thing, this is a culturally accepted tradition. Many of the older folk around here believe that if a yeoja smokes in public, she is easy, loose. Although with this new generation, things are evolving, and younger women are seen smoking in public more often, butnever around respected elders (teachers, parents, etc). back to the story, I got tired of waiting. The yeoja in front of me in “line” was busy smearing and lolling her drunken forehead against the smoke-lurrified mirror. I stepped into stall #1 to test the squatter’s flushing mechanism. It worked. I moved a mop, a bucket, and finally I hoisted the door over the supplies. I did my business with a slight bemusement at my whimsical cunning throughout. As I moved the door to get back to my crowd, I noticed the three yeojas in line had not moved. the aforementioned young lady had positioned herself with an elbow against the counter to keep herself in an upright position, (I can’t imagine her aim would be so very good). Bathroom smoking aside, I think I could get used to this snooze ya loose eithic conerning lines in bathrooms.

Bathroom diff#3: Do not flush it down! To the right of each toilet, regardless of its type, isa trash bin. You may ansert whatver you have used to wipe yourself here. Many times these bin are overflowing and some tissues cascade onto the floors. Don’t mind that. Just try to keep your face out of the bin as you bend over to do your business, and with that in mind, keep your shoes at the door when you go inside anyone’s home.
Bathroom Diff #4 Line up right behind the exact stall you want to use. There’s none of this one-line crap. I meanreally? This is weird and not just a little confusing. At a rest stop on the highway once I was cut in front of so many times I started yelling in English and have gotten very pushy as a result.
LINES MEAN NOTHING IF YOU ARE NOT FAST ENOUGH.