So, last night I was trying to fall asleep when I hear my co-worker/neighbor's ex-gf knocking on his door. It started out as a normal knock but soon became more frantic when nobody answered the door. Within minutes the knocking had turned into full blown kicking as she slammed her foot against the door as loud as she could while yelling in broken English "Please open the door!". This had happened once before but he was home and soon opened the door as he did not want to cause a big scene. Anyway, this literally went on for a good 10 minutes before the ex-gf realized I am right next door and started banging on my door yelling in broken English "Kevin please open the door!". I didn't answer the door as being stabbed by a vengeful ex-gf of a co-worker is usually not good for ones health. After another couple of minutes beating on my door, she went back to his door and continued the yelling and kicking. Eventually another English teacher opened their door and asked her to stop, it was pretty late at night after all. The crazy ex didn't listen and continued her assault. I hear more doors open and Koreans yelling at her to stop, but she just yells back at them and continues. Finally after a good 25 minutes (literally) I gave in and opened my door. I told her to "please stop kicking the door" in Korean which took her by surprise. She then asked me where her ex-bf was and I told her I don't know. I could smell the alcohol on her breath and realized she was very drunk. She then took my arm and tried to drag me into MY room asking me to "drink" with her. Realizing being alone with this woman could potentially be very dangerous I told her to get her hands off me and leave the building. She refused and continued to kick his door as hard as she could. At this point I didn't know what to do. I stood there for another couple of minutes while another English teacher yelled at her from down the hall to be quiet. Deciding that my presence is not helping the situation I go back into my room. She continues the kicking, as more and more Koreans, and Westerners open their doors and yell at her to stop. Forty-five minutes after she began she finally got tired and changed her tactics. Instead of trying to kick down the door she began to cry..."I love you, please open the door", over and over she sobbed. Her tears turned to anger and I heard her muttering quietly to herself "I will kill him" and "He will die". Finally things got quiet as she tried another tactic, she stopped making noise and waited. Eventually I thought she had left when all of a sudden I heard her making phone calls.
I could only understand bits and pieces of what she was saying on the phone but I knew this was going to get ugly. At this point I was starting to get a really bad feeling, the kind you get when when you're driving in your car and realize you are about to get in an accident and there is nothing you can do.
Part II with 2 or 3 pictures coming soon...