I'm sitting on the couch eating store-brand quick oats with raisins and cinnamon (and a splash of half and half, I'm no savage), and in a few days I'll know for certain if I have a job or not.
The Council for International Educational Exchange (CIEE) says I'm their man: they want me to go to Seoul, South Korea to teach the English language. Before I can start, though, the man-with-his-finger-on-the-button has to give his okay. He wants to talk to me first. He's going to call, they tell me, in the next three days.
The man is Daniel "Danny" Kim, HR manager for YBM Education Korea. The guy at CIEE tells me his phone interviews can be awkward. The Korea guidebooks say nationals like to ask pointed, personal questions upon introduction (marital status, religious views, boxers/briefs). And I am nervous.
If it goes well, I'll get a visa and a plane ticket. If it goes poorly, I'll valet-park cars.
I'm just a humble man, eating store-brand quick oats, trying to live life right.
