Sex and the City and the Locksmith

Finally, I got cable TV and internet..unlimited too (never had that privelege back home) so I downloaded things to watch. Sex and the City Season 1..and now I’m hooked. And it’s so weird how its so long ago, yet still so relevant…..

Coming here to Korea, I’ve met many new people. And when I meet someone, I subconsciously categorize him/her. I don’t mean to be judgemental, but from coming from a psychological point of view, its inevitable. We all do it.

I met this one guy with a sly grin and eyes that smiled. The kind of guy that I wouldn’t want to trust. Well he introduces himself and automatically starts selling himself like a product. He’s got an strong odour of desperation hanging around him. He asks for my number, in a sly way where I couldn’t really say no. And then exactly three days later he calls me. Isn’t if funny when guys play by the rules…I didn’t know the three day rule applies here in Korea also. He says he likes my personality and enjoys talking to me. Again that’s funny because we didn’t really talk much. He did most of the talking (or selling, I should say). So how the hell did he manage to gather my personality in that short 15 mins when all I did was nod and un-huh at the right time?

And watching SATC, there was this one character that was so similar. Charming, sweet, rich and single. Carrie ends up sleeping with him and…uh-oh, big mistake. He leaves her before she wakes up with money on the table. Prostitution anyone? And then she says that she saw the red-flags waving but she ignored them and went without her head. Ha.

But then again, if we could all categorize people accurately, then why are so many mistakes being made? Isn’t the human brain so fascinating? We are the most intelligent species, yet sometimes, the dumbest too.

Talking about being dumb..did I mention that I had locked myself out of the house the other day? So I had to get a locksmith. The annoying part was that when I moved in, my school told me that they had extra copies and would give me a set. Did they? No. And when I called for help, they gave me keys yes, but wrong ones. It didn’t fit and then they said, oh, the guy who lived here before you changed the lock. So its not within our scope. Stressed out because I was going to be late for work, I asked someone from work what I could do…call a locksmith? whats the number? do they speak english? what do i do? All she said, You are going to be late for work. How late? What cut the most was that I knew her personally and so thought, ok, as a staff, but as a friend, couldn’t you be a bit more sympathetic? I was lucky enough to have a co-worker who lives in my building kind enough to sacrifice her time to help me out.

Every Sunday, the Church tells us to spread the love. But where’s the love? And how wrong I was to think that being such a devoted Christian, she would be nicer ….ah~~ I guess it goes back to my inaccuracy of categorizing people! Maybe I should re-evaluate my system and update it……lol but hey, isn’t that what life is all about? Learning through trial and error? ^^