My visit to the bank
Just came back from the bank. I had to create a new pin number because I'd forgotten my original one. Here is an actual exchange between myself and the teller. This was all in Korean, mind you.
Ms. Kim: Do you have a passport?
Me: Yes. Well, no, heh heh. She left me.
Ms. Kim: Huh? Passport!
Me: Past tense.
Ms. Kim: #&$+=*!&)@??
Me: Telephone number?
Ms. Kim: . . . . . .
Me: Oh, I understand. It's at home.
Yes, my Korean is coming along nicely. The manager, who goes to my gym, gave me a bottle of Fibre-Mini (embarrassment can sometimes look like constipation) and a gift set of very nice Nonghyup Bank camping cups and hip pack. Later, a cute bank teller who spoke some English asked me if I was married. Man, I should have visited the bank more often! I think I'll have to forget my pin number at least two more times before I leave.