At the dentist

Not to worry, the crown is back in place.

This morning I went to “sick call” at the dental clinic on post. Use of the medical facilities is for military only, but they will see civilians on an “emergency” basis. The woman on the phone at the clinic, a Ms. Kim (Kim and Lee are like Smith and Jones here), was doubtful if a lost crown qualified, but told me to come on down and they would see if the dentist would have a look. Once there I filled out some paperwork and got in the queue. There was an irate Colonel who had been waiting for 45 minutes and another soldier ahead of me, plus I knew any walk-in military would have preference. So I asked for a list of dentists on the economy. Ms. Kim was even kind enough to call and help me make an appointment with Dr. Choi.

I must say, it was not a bad experience. A warm greeting (although Koreans seem to struggle with McCrarey, too many “r’s” too close together). Filled out the typical forms, and then the receptionist took my picture. It seemed like standard procedure, but I don’t know what the point of that was. Then it was off to the dental chair. One difference I noticed was that the dentists I am use to have private treatment rooms. Here the chairs were in an open area. It is a little degrading under the best circumstances to lie there all vulnerable with your mouth wide open, but seeing as how I was the last patient for the day I had the place to myself.

Dr. Choi came in and he was a very pleasant individual (nearly all the Koreans I have met here are). He spoke pretty good English, but as he looked at my forms he said I don’t understand what you do (I had put Human Resources as my occupation). I tried to explain but I am not sure he got it. I know he couldn’t pronounce it (that r thing again). Anyway, he said where did you get this crown made, and I said Virginia. He said it was pretty worn but that he would attempt to glue it back. If it comes off again it needs to be replaced. Anyway, he got it back on in short order, then a Korean lovely did the clean up job. You know you have been away from home too long when you are actually enjoying having female hands scraping excess glue from your teeth. All that for 50,000 Won (about $51.00 at the current lousy exchange rate).

Dr. Choi says it is time for a cleaning, so I will be going back next Friday. Really, it’s all about dental hygeine people. Seriously.

This day…

I spent the day in training learning how to supervise Korean employees. Most of it was pretty familiar stuff, but the majority of the folks in class did not have an HR background so I suppose it was more beneficial for them. Still, I found the part on some cultural differences of interest. Much of Korean culture is grounded in the Confucian traditions that have existed here for hundreds of years. So today I learned about the five elements in the Confucian code of ethics:

1. Subjects must be loyal to the King.
2. There must be a close relationship (love and obedience) between father and son.
3. There must be a distinct differential between man and wife.
4. The must be respect for the aged by the young.
5. There must be a sense of trust and faithfulness among friends.

And also the five virtures leading to proper behavior:

1. Love of humanity–consideration of others’ feelings and emotions.
2. Justice–assigning each person his proper place and duties.
3. Reverence–acknowledging others’ right and duties.
4. Wisdom–learning the difference between good and evil.
5. Sincerity–truthfulness of purpose.

Pretty simple, eh? I am very fortunate to have some outstanding Koreans working for me. Hard working, never complain, and they take pride in their work. Two of the men I supervise are older and have more seniority, two big factors in determining one’s rank and standing. To be supervised by me probably goes a little against the grain. I try very hard to be respectful (I call them Mr. Kim and Mr. Yi) and I always make it point to seek out their opinion. Which they might not offer if I didn’t ask. So I am learning and I do not expect I will have any real trouble in that regard.

Plus I got this nice certificate:

Tonight I had lesson two in my Korean language class. Consonants this time. So, I “know” all ten vowels and all fourteen consonants. Plus we learned to count to twenty. Well learned is a stretch. I would have to open my text book to count to two. Let’s just say I was exposed to these concepts tonight.

And in a bit of tragic news, I lost the crown on my tooth tonight. Didn’t lose it, I mean it came off (damn Milk Duds). So tomorrow I will get to find out if I have access to a dentist on post or if I need to find one on the economy. Hmm, that would be an experience. We shall see.

I am due for a post at The Wide Awakes this week, so I reckon I will start thinking about politics again soon. I just KNOW y’all have missed my rants these past few days, but actually the break has been kinda nice. Not to worry, I WILL NOT BE SILENCED!

Geez….

I am just in some kind of funk. No motivation to do anything, not even blog. What’s up with that?

Things are hoppin’ at work though, which is good. Makes the days go by quickly. Tomorrow I have a training course on how to supervise Koreans (I have three working for me). That should be interesting. I’m also meeting with one of our lawyers to strategize on how to deal with a pending union issue.

And in other news they have lifted the curfew for civilians. Although we are “strongly encouraged” to observe the curfew, there are no sanctions for not doing so. Well, as I have said previously, the curfew is not really a problem for me because I am just not likely to be out and about at the witching hour. Still, it was a big issue for lots of folks and for that reason alone I am glad to see it done away with.

And that my friends is the sorry state of my life, such as it is. Ah, tomorrow is another day. I will try again. Goodnight.

Good intentions gone wrong

Well, I had every intention to come home last night and get back into the swing of things by writing a most excellent post. Alas.

Last night was my first Korean language class. I learned my ten vowels. And practiced writing them in the Hangul script. It was quite a flashback to those long-ago days in elementary school. My director and her husband are also in the class. After class they invited me to join them for a drink at the Dragon Hill Lodge. And I had two.

I had walked in to work, so I said my goodbyes and began the trek home. It takes about 25 minutes normally. Having decided to vary my routes (not paranoid, just prudent) I figured I would find a new way home. It didn’t really work out that well. The back streets here, well, they are more what we would call alleys, don’t run on anything like a grid, they just sort of meander. And then abruptly end. I’m not going to say I got lost. I just didn’t know where I was for awhile. Quite awhile to be honest. Anyway, I wound up going in circles and finally came to a street that was somewhat familiar, and eventually made my way home. I was kinda tired and frustrated at that point, so I fixed a frozen dinner and turned on the TV to unwind. I have about 60 channels on cable, and 50 or so are in Korean. Still, I enjoy watching and listening even though I am clueless about what is being said. Long story short, I woke up on the couch about 2:00 am.

This morning I discovered my coffee maker has stopped working. And that it is snowing heavily. There’s already a couple of inches on the ground and if this keeps up it is going to be ugly. I’m going to walk into work this morning. Glad I bought those boots before I left.

Anyway, need to get hiking. I will carry my good intentions forward and hopefully have something of interest for you tonight.