There are Korean labels all over the apartment.
This morning, the aircon servicing men came by for the quarterly follow-up. The leader was an Indian foreigner worker, whilst his subordinate looked PRC and didn't speak much, so I simply assumed that he was from the PRC.
As they were going about their thing, the 'PRC' guy kept staring at the labels around the apartment. I thought he was trying to read them to figure out what they meant.
On their way out of the apartment, I said "Thank you", and the 'PRC' guy replied in Korean?!!
BM: Thank you!
Guy: Gomabwayo!
BM: Eh? You are Korean?
Guy: Yes.
BM: Hee Hee... Annyeonghi Gaseyo!
Guy: Annyeonghi Gyeseyo!
He must be thinking how crazy I was... labelling everything at home... from the door, to mirror, to fridge, to chair, to photo frames, to 'Good Fren's standee... =))
I didn't realise that MOM gives approval for the hiring of Korean foreign workers. That's kind of 1980s, isn't it?
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