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Thursday, May 26, 2011

"Professor" Jo Guang Geun (조광근)

** This is another post involving an old man... seriously, they need to stop taking over my blog but they won't leave me alone!

Last night I went to a pojangmacha (포장마차) which literally means "covered wagon" in Korean. If you've ever watched a korean movie or drama you deffinitely know what this is. They are the tents that people go to at night to eat and get shwasted so that the super hot guy in the show can carry them home.

After some time, three old men come in and have clearly already been drinking (If you're wondering, men of every age getting wasted at night no matter what day of the week is pretty normal here). As they walked by our table, one of the men waved at me and yelled "OH HELLOO!!". Everyone in the tent turned around and I turned extremely red. They sat at the table next to us and then after about 5 minutes of gawking, he invited himself to our table. This started a long conversation where he would say a sentence or two in korean to my korean friend and then she would translate what he said.

Here are the next chain of events:

-He claimed to be a professor and a writer that had won the nobel prize but got no recognition for it.
-He Began a huge philosophic speech about korean people, culture, and their big hearts...and then about embracing the future... and then about this analogy of your heart being a tree and the bigger the tree the more people it can cast a shadow over to provide resting place for them. It was pretty nice actually.
-He kept pouring beer into HIS cup and making us drink it.
-He wanted to take a picture with me and then copped a kiss on the cheek...it was a wet one.
-He kept talking and then I realized he was bleeding from the mouth...A LOT. And when he made a face and stuck out his tongue, it became clear that he had bitten a huge gash into it. I thought I was gonna vom cuz he also spits when he talks....so it would be like bloody spit. oh gawd.
-He then went back to take care of his dying friend. but actually. His friend was passed out on the hood of a car... one word: classy.

Aftermath: We looked him up on the internet... HE IS A FAMOUS PROFESSOR WITH A BUNCH OF PHILOSOPHY BOOKS!!! still don't know about the nobel prize part...

(Here is a video of him given a lecture if your curious as to what he sounds like (click))




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