Time out for co-teacher ranting.
My handler co is an excellent co-teacher. She is. And she’s a very sweet person.
But she sucks at the handler part of her job. When my school owed me 200,000 for apartment expenses, she forgot about it for a month. Whenever I’ve asked her questions about random things — skin clinics in the area, buses to school, if she could call a cab for me, etc. — she’s said she’ll answer those questions. And then forgets.
Yesterday, I broke my toilet while cleaning. So I texted her that exactly. She reads it, and half an hour later, her reply is, “LOL! That’s funny! You should call your landlady!”
I completely fail to see the humor in this situation.
Okay, I said, but it will be very, very difficult for me because I don’t speak Korean and she doesn’t speak English.
An hour later, she calls the landlady.
I need a new toilet tank. I tried to explain this by demonstration, but the landlady didn’t understand and called in a plumber who was totally unprepared for the repair. He came in this morning, with the landlady, and neither person said a word to me and just complained about my shoes in the doorway.
I get to school and ask my co about this. She says that the landlady is looking into the problem and will call a plumber. She’ll pay for the repair — and then I have to pay her back. But she’ll just go ahead and get the repair. Without me agreeing to the cost.
When I explain that I’m not totally comfortable with that, she calls the landlady back and says they’ll relay prices back and forth. Then, at the end of the day, I ask her if she knows when the next plumber will come.
“Soon.”
I ask her if she knows when.
“Oh, I don’t know. Just soon.”
Okay, I said, I hope it’s really soon because not having a toilet is really, really inconvenient.
She just smiles and says, “Okay, see you tomorrow!”
There’s been no word from her since.
We’re coming up on a long weekend. I highly doubt any plumbers will be around from Sunday until Wednesday. That leaves Friday and Saturday for a plumber visit.
I just wish I could take away my co-teacher’s toilet access, because I don’t think she understands that I have nowhere in my apartment or apartment building to use the restroom. It’s a dire situation, and it’s one that’s bound to get worse after tomorrow. Unless Bacon and I can DIY this mofo.
