Hilarious

So I had a pretty interesting day on Wednesday, I suppose I should really use the word horrible, but it really wasn't.
So it started with undoubtedly the biggest event.
I'll start by mentioning that on Monday I noticed the handlebar on my bike was a little loose (This can't be going somewhere good, I hear you say) but didn't have an Allen key so I left it.
Anyway Wednesday morning, biking to work I see a workmate walking along so I decided to pull up and say Hi. So I jump up the curb (not the full curb, just the lowered driveway entranec curb)
However the wheel didn't follow the handlebar, so I went flying ass over tit. She turns around to see me sprawled on the ground with the wheels of my bike still spinning. Now I wasn't going slow, I've decided biking to work in Seoul is an extreme sport and treat it that way.
So I end up fucked up on the ground, I've badly grazed my left knee, my right ankle, my elbow, cut up a finger, grazed my back and put a nice gash next to my left big toe.
Back home, this wouldn't really be too much of a problem I gave it a couple of minutes of rocking back and forth in the foetal position then started hobbling to school.
However, in Seoul, even the smallest cut is bad luck because of the ridiculous amount of bacteria everywhere. But a little anti bacterial cream and it's all fine.
However a couple of hours later I was getting a little scared because I still couldnt feel three of my toes.
After 5 toeless hours I decided to give Mom an email, got home after work, gave her a call and she is frantically telling me to go to a doctor, it could be spinal damage, hmm, maybe tomorrow.
By this point, I had realized I had come home to a hot water-less house, the guy who fixed my AirCon must hav left it off.
And I'd had 3 confrontations with my boss in one day (Quite a feat)
Which were actually kinda fun ( I have absolutely zero respect for her as a boss, she's a good teacher but she has serious management problems)
The first one she pulled me in to complain about me. Basically she was annoyed because I didn't care that she was angry at me. That and I was taking my time getting back to her about the new kindy homework, which I am totally against and keep trying to tell her so. So that actually worked I managed to get her alone to get my point across.
However, she came out with "If I was in a good mood, I'd happily take this into consideration and try and to work it out, however I'm stressed at the moment so I can't be bothered and you should just do what I say" and when I answer with Well thats not really my problem at all is it, that's your problem (As I said no respect for her managerial responsibilities) she just tells me that yes it is. So I stop, there's only so much talking to a brick wall I can do in one day
The next one is simply because I was a couple of minutes late to a new afternoon class (not even my fault, elevators are a bitch) So she yells at me, and I yell back that I'm here as fast as possible (I admit I didn't need to yell) then she comes in and tell me I shouldn't make scenes, because the parents were there, I guess her yelling at me is not a scene but me responding is? Where's your staff trust.
And the last one, was completely unprovoked on my part, I just rang up to see if there was a secret switch for the hot water somewhere and she got a little pissy.
On her behalf though, she is under a lot of stress lately.
Anyway, so Wednesday, missing three toes, went out for Dinner, mates 35th bday, and we got him, wait for it, 36 bottles of soju, 36 fucking bottles (his Korean age).
Good times.
Luckily Oona came up for that so I had someone to watch out in case I woke up paralysed (thanks Mom)
Luckily I woke up fine, went to the doctor, after two hours, a couple of X-rays a shot of antibiotics? two different clinics and $6 later I was properly bandaged, had some good practice at saying I don't speak Korean and some other basic Korean, like I don't know and my cellphone number, and had finally been told I had no serious injuries just a vicious compression injury and the feeling in your foot should come back in 4-5 days. Hilarious, so I get to be two-toed for a week, luckily its the big toe and little toe that I can feel, so I can walk, the other three are unnecessary anyway.
And now, Friday morning I am about to head to work and hour early so I can get my injuries rebandaged.
As I said, interesting, you'd think a serious bike crash, 3 separate confrontations, and no hot water when you have vicious wounds would be horrible, but myeh.
On another note, this morning marks two weeks without booze, I have to say it's actually been kinda nice, I've started dreaming again for one thing.
And on that note , I'm outta here