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Korean P.O.V. – Smiles and Dating in Korea (Vol. 1)

A version of this short non-fiction narrative is included in the book, “Eating Kimchi and Nodding Politely.”

Me and a co-worker of mine started taking Muay Thai classes in April. His name is Mr. 김 (Kim) and since I arrived last December for my second year in Korea he’s taken to the idea of being my older brother – my 형님. He knows I didn’t work at a public school before, and he knows this is my first time living in Seoul, so he wants to give me advice and expose me to more of Korea. He reminds me that Korean foods tends to be spicey. “Oh okay” is all I say after living in the country for a year.

On one of our outtings together we were coming from training and talking about the possibility of me staying in Korea. Mr. Kim was of the opinion that I should stay. I politely told him my intentions to leave at the end of this, my second, contract. I had several reasons, but the one I mentioned, because he brought it up, was that I didn’t have anyone here that cared for me and who I could care for. I missed cuddling with someone, or just exchanging warm looks with hidden meanings. I missed having good sex consistently and frequently.

We passed by a sushi bar and I asked if he wouldn’t mind checking it out with me. I had at least enough in my pocket to get the cheapest thing on the menu. He said okay and offered to pay. I accepted hesitantly after he insisted, and we got two seats on the bar in the small, but bright and nicely decorated restaurant. We sat near the soju cooler. The scentless Korean vodka was well stocked.

He asked about a Korean woman I had met at Muay Thai training weeks before.

Her (English) name was Susie and while stretching I noticed her look at me from the side of her eye. After a few friendly smiles were exchanged I took a chance that she spoke some English beyond “nice to meet you.”

I said, “I think your the best Muay Thai fighter in the world.”

She laughed, “Nooo. I don’t think so.”

“I saw you on the punching bag earlier. I’m sure you could beat me up if you wanted to.”

She laughed again, and we weaved in and out of conversation for the next hour while learning how to cave in someone’s chest with a knee kick.

Hey there… So, this story’s not all here anymore. The full version of this short non-fiction narrative is included in my book, “Eating Kimchi and Nodding Politely.”

10 Responses to “Korean P.O.V. – Smiles and Dating in Korea (Vol. 1)”
  1. Deborah says:

    That was hilarious! Even though I know the story already. I guess one man caressing another man’s arm and making him uncomfortable never gets old.

  2. Khoi Da Man says:

    Great story Alex!

  3. Raoul says:

    I just enjoy your writing so much Alex. The script is done.

  4. hdhd says:

    really good! I enjoyed this little writing

    • Thank you for the compliment! They’re always welcomed. :) I’m happy you stumbled on to my site. How did you find it? Oh and sorry about the formatting. I’m not sure what happened but the non-paragraphed block of text you saw was not the story. It is now as it should be.

      I’m glad you enjoyed it despite that. Thanks again. :)

  5. Mockingbird says:

    Just linked from BSSK and this was a pretty darn good read. Something I will say, though, is that you can feel that same loneliness anywhere in the world. I think that you’re not trying hard enough to see dating from the Korean perspective(sometimes forcibly conservative). Or maybe you don’t feel like you can connect with Korean women? Either way, listen to Mr. Kim, and stop missing out.

    • Hey Mockingbird. Thanks for following the link and reading this post. Any of your attention is appreciated. :) Yeah traditional Korean women are just not up my alley. I’m a transient in this country and it’s hard for them to get the fact that we’re just seeing what happens and it most likely won’t lead to marriage. lol. My situation changed right after posting this, so I’m doing alright now :).