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Last night Good Man said to me, "I could always tell Korean man at [University] because they dress like gay." I laughed and he continued, "Seriously. And then they speak Korean, so I know, but do I dress just a little gay?" I shook my head and kept laughing, "And Korean woman! I always can tell because they dress Korean! Not like Chinese students."
I had flashbacks of living in Korea and knowing immediately whether the foreigner I was talking to/spotted was American, Canadian, or from the UK.
"OK, hon, you need to learn how to cash a check and how to deposit it at an ATM. And you need to order checks. Monday, go to the bank and order checks! Please."
Good Man nodded, "But I do not want to learn because it's bullshit."
I showed him how to do it, in any case.
I need to figure out why I want to continue studying Korean.