Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years

Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years: Version 2.0!

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Orange Plastic Baton!

Today there was an air raid siren test, during which all traffic is supposed to stop for about 15 minutes until the all clear is sounded.

I didn't know it was going on. I was running around buying groceries and more camping gear, windows up air con on full blasting 80s punk. I only realized what was going on when this guy vigorously waved me down to pull over and stop.

Fear the power of my orange plastic baton! Get in your place and observe civil rule! I wondered just how many times I could hit someone with that baton before it shattered. They do look pretty flimsy, but the baton with his yellow jacket gave him adjusshi superpower, the power to force people to stop driving.

He glared at me intently, a person obviously lacking in civic responsibility, who dared to drive during an air raid siren test. I smiled placidly and cranked the 80s punk. This seemed to make him angrier. He looked about ready to come over and chastise me when a restaurant delivery scooter blasted through the intersection and nearly clipped him. As he decided whether to chase the scooter, several other cars tried to sneak through, which made him wave the baton even more vigorously. He seemed truly perplexed when an Opirus completely ignored him and drove on through.

I was completely forgotten at this point, as several adjummas who were obviously late for hair appointments proceeded to ask him rudely when they would be able to go.

Within minutes the all clear sounded, and he waved that baton in a circle in the air and scuttled off, seemingly broken.

Off I went to buy more camping gear. The place had orange plastic batons for a couple of chonners, but I refrained from buying one. I wouldn't want to be overtaken by the urge to believe that I was actually wielding that kind of power.

Driving back home I went through the same intersection.  A scooter from what looked like the same restaurant had been nailed hard by an Avante.  The driver seemed alright, which is ok.

1 comment:

Beaner said...

Dude, I had one once and had super Waeg powers to make traffic bend to my will once after I took it off a Harley riding Ajjussi's bike. He also had a khaki uniform with shoulder chords and a shiny chrome GI pot helmet on with the police wobby lights on his bike. Strange, that I gave up all that raw naked power so easily. I'm such a loser.

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