Caitlin and I waited around for awhile last night because in Korean, people don't tend to specify when is later. In English later for me usually means the same day, unless I clarify later this week/this month/etc. But in Korean later is just later and could mean the same day or any time in the general future. Anyway, he didn't show up last night, so we figured he meant later in the sense of anytime in the future.
This morning at 9am I heard the intercom go off. I was, like any proper teenager, sleeping. But the intercom woke me up and I figured it must be the landlord again to tell us what was wrong. So in my sleep-state I jump out of bed and hurry to the door, not wanting to keep him waiting, completely forgetting that I was only in a giant t-shirt with no pants on. (Luckily, it's big enough you can't tell if I'm not wearing shorts.)
So I answer the door and the landlord starts speaking to me in Korean. For some reason, I always have a hard time understanding his Korean. I could understand the landlady and the realtor, but I can not understand him. So he's trying to tell me something, and he just keeps repeating the same thing. I'm standing there smiling nervously and apologizing in Korean because I don't understand so the landlord goes over and rings the intercom on my neighbor's door, upon which a young Korean guy comes out.
So I'm standing in my doorway, can't see anything because I'm not wearing my contacts or glasses, in my pajamas, no pants on, with my retainer still in my mouth while my landlord is asking this young Korean guy to translate into English for me. I was so embarrassed!
But anyway, he said that our gas was working, so on the upside, I got to take a hot shower this morning.
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