Friday, July 24, 2009

I judge you a little, Koreans

Okay. I really love it here. For the most part it's easy to forgive a lot of small stuff that annoys me as "they just do things differently, they are a different culture". There is something that I just can't get over, that I just don't think I'll ever be able to get over, and it begins in the Costco cafeteria:

Imagine if you will exactly the same looking Costco cafeteria as North America with the same menu of hot dogs, pizza, ice cream, etc. No big deal. It wasn't until my third visit there that I was subjected to something I am unable to shake. I had found a seat in the crowded cafeteria and was waiting for Thomas to acquire my much anticipated hot dog when I notice something on the table beside me. 3 regular looking school girls (also waiting for their friend to bring the food) had a plate in front of them. On this full sized dinner plate was a heaping pile each of ketchup, mustard, and onions. I let it go and assumed "I guess this is easier for the friend getting the hot dogs".

I could never have been so wrong. Moments later the friend showed up with some slices of pizza and a chicken wrap thing, not a hot dog in sight. The girls proceeded to do something that will haunt me forever: mix together the ketchup, mustard and onion, hand each other forks, and dig in. Oh god. It was a side dish. They didn't even put it on the pizza as an extra topping. My horror only compounded when I looked around and witnessed this happening on countless tables around me.

So yes, Koreans who do this, I judge you a little. So judge me back. Me and my plain hot dog sans side dish do just fine, thank-you.

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