RANTING/VENTING MEGATHREAD 3.0

I pronounce "badminton" with a glottal stop instead of a T. So does everyone in my family. It's also how I pronounce similar words, like the name "Quentin." However, I do realize that that's probably a regional thing, and I told my students about both pronunciations. I certainly wouldn't tell anyone that pronouncing the T was wrong.

Out of curiosity I just did a quick search about the common pronunciations of the word, and apparently it's also a thing for people to omit the N and pronounce it like "Bad-mitten."

D@mn, English! You crazy!

Thats how I say it, no middle n.

Elementary school is killing my soul. Rather, my coT, who keeps trying to turn me into a tape recorder.

Also realized halfway through one class that I had flipped the syllables of a student's name so no wonder he wasn't listening to me. The rearranged name doesn't belong to anyone. My coT didn't even step in to correct but stood by smiling uselessly. Corrected myself and all was well after but FACEPALM 

Made 2 online Credit Card payments to buy airplane tickets, I have a KEB Hana credit card.

With PayPal or a non-Korean credit card the payment process is quick and painless. With a Korean credit card, after the payment process, you get redirected to a Korean payment verification, which is an absolute joke. First, if you have a Mac, forget about using it.
If you have a PC, first you'll need to restart the entire process since the Korean verification system only works on the oldest versions of Internet Explorer, and you'll need all those awesome plugins. Next work your way around countless passwords, ARS verification and figuring out how to write your own damn name (reverse, caps, no middle name?)

After struggling for almost 30min. The program crashed during the first verification process, I was busy entering my credit card number... What happened, you ask? Well, after it crashed, I got a message saying the payment had been approved...

And this is why Korea will never be a global leader in e-commerce.

Made 2 online Credit Card payments to buy airplane tickets, I have a KEB Hana credit card.

With PayPal or a non-Korean credit card the payment process is quick and painless. With a Korean credit card, after the payment process, you get redirected to a Korean payment verification, which is an absolute joke. First, if you have a Mac, forget about using it.
If you have a PC, first you'll need to restart the entire process since the Korean verification system only works on the oldest versions of Internet Explorer, and you'll need all those awesome plugins. Next work your way around countless passwords, ARS verification and figuring out how to write your own damn name (reverse, caps, no middle name?)

After struggling for almost 30min. The program crashed during the first verification process, I was busy entering my credit card number... What happened, you ask? Well, after it crashed, I got a message saying the payment had been approved...

And this is why Korea will never be a global leader in e-commerce.

I don't understand the system here. Amazon needs your credit card. That's it. I have never heard of a system breach at Amazon.

Lotte? I've heard of data leaks there where private, sensitive info got out. After all the BS, all the plugins and security certificates, it still goes to pot.

And yet, I still don't need a PIN to buy things at the store, a half-hearted "SIGN JUSEYO" and I can buy a 900 000W TV with a card I found on the ground in the park.

I don't understand the system here. Amazon needs your credit card. That's it. I have never heard of a system breach at Amazon.

Lotte? I've heard of data leaks there where private, sensitive info got out. After all the BS, all the plugins and security certificates, it still goes to pot.

And yet, I still don't need a PIN to buy things at the store, a half-hearted "SIGN JUSEYO" and I can buy a 900 000W TV with a card I found on the ground in the park.

Hypothetically speaking, of course.
I too have gone on hypothetical shopping sprees with hypothetical cards that I found in other people's hypothetical pockets. It's how I'm able to save like a gabazillion won a year!
 I love you, Korea! 

So I bought groceries from the local mart last night and bought enough that I qualified for the free delivery service. It was about 6 pm, they told me it would get there around 8:30ish. I gave them my address (which I know was right because I have had groceries delivered before) and they never showed up. I tried going and checking out the area in case they just left it at the door and didn't call me or dropped it in front of the wrong area. But nothing. So now I have to go track them down tonight after work. I'm just hoping I don't get into some debates about it.

Also, the last first grade MS class I had was awful.

**** people.

I'm not at work today but the hospital. My wife is pregnant and requires a surgery to successfully carry the little darling to term. It finished up around 10:30 and by 11:00 we were back in our hospital room (shared by 8 patients and there families).

My wife was told not to fall asleep for the following hour because of the drugs so we were chatting (as were most other people).

The guy next to his loudly (and in English) says some people are trying to rest. We ignore him, it's nearly 11:30 in the morning and people are awake.

He gets the nurses. His problem is not with our volume but with our English.

They walk up, pull back the curtain and he starts in, I just silently give him the finger and continue talking.

He then starts doing 'what you want to fight buddy. This is Korea, we're all Korean here.' (This guy is like 40, chubby (by Western standards) and wears glasses I've seen more intimidating kittens, the horrendous accent only made it more chuckle worthy). I say nothing and continue tending to my wife. After about 5 minutes the nurses tell him to leave.

They come and chat and tell us the problem is English. We switch to French. Apparently that's a no go either. The head nurse also tells us him and his wife just lost a baby so we should understand their situation. As someone who has lost 2 babies in the second term in the past three years, I have no sympathy for this little fucktard.

Props to the hospital they took us from our 8 patient to a 5 patient room within minutes and actually apologized and assured us we wouldn't being paying for it.

The most redeeming part of this entire event was shortly after he was told to leave my wife was in tears. The other 5 or so ajummas (patients) in our room come and tell her it's okay. Then her mom showed up and my mother in law laughed and said good job for flippin' someone the bird. 

**** people.

I'm not at work today but the hospital. My wife is pregnant and requires a surgery to successfully carry the little darling to term. It finished up around 10:30 and by 11:00 we were back in our hospital room (shared by 8 patients and there families).

My wife was told not to fall asleep for the following hour because of the drugs so we were chatting (as were most other people).

The guy next to his loudly (and in English) says some people are trying to rest. We ignore him, it's nearly 11:30 in the morning and people are awake.

He gets the nurses. His problem is not with our volume but with our English.

They walk up, pull back the curtain and he starts in, I just silently give him the finger and continue talking.

He then starts doing 'what you want to fight buddy. This is Korea, we're all Korean here.' (This guy is like 40, chubby (by Western standards) and wears glasses I've seen more intimidating kittens, the horrendous accent only made it more chuckle worthy). I say nothing and continue tending to my wife. After about 5 minutes the nurses tell him to leave.

They come and chat and tell us the problem is English. We switch to French. Apparently that's a no go either. The head nurse also tells us him and his wife just lost a baby so we should understand their situation. As someone who has lost 2 babies in the second term in the past three years, I have no sympathy for this little fucktard.

Props to the hospital they took us from our 8 patient to a 5 patient room within minutes and actually apologized and assured us we wouldn't being paying for it.

The most redeeming part of this entire event was shortly after he was told to leave my wife was in tears. The other 5 or so ajummas (patients) in our room come and tell her it's okay. Then her mom showed up and my mother in law laughed and said good job for flippin' someone the bird.

That guy sounds terrible. I'm sorry about that, I hope your wife does well!

**** people.

I'm not at work today but the hospital. My wife is pregnant and requires a surgery to successfully carry the little darling to term. It finished up around 10:30 and by 11:00 we were back in our hospital room (shared by 8 patients and there families).

My wife was told not to fall asleep for the following hour because of the drugs so we were chatting (as were most other people).

The guy next to his loudly (and in English) says some people are trying to rest. We ignore him, it's nearly 11:30 in the morning and people are awake.

He gets the nurses. His problem is not with our volume but with our English.

They walk up, pull back the curtain and he starts in, I just silently give him the finger and continue talking.

He then starts doing 'what you want to fight buddy. This is Korea, we're all Korean here.' (This guy is like 40, chubby (by Western standards) and wears glasses I've seen more intimidating kittens, the horrendous accent only made it more chuckle worthy). I say nothing and continue tending to my wife. After about 5 minutes the nurses tell him to leave.

They come and chat and tell us the problem is English. We switch to French. Apparently that's a no go either. The head nurse also tells us him and his wife just lost a baby so we should understand their situation. As someone who has lost 2 babies in the second term in the past three years, I have no sympathy for this little fucktard.

Props to the hospital they took us from our 8 patient to a 5 patient room within minutes and actually apologized and assured us we wouldn't being paying for it.

The most redeeming part of this entire event was shortly after he was told to leave my wife was in tears. The other 5 or so ajummas (patients) in our room come and tell her it's okay. Then her mom showed up and my mother in law laughed and said good job for flippin' someone the bird.

Why do people give a shit what language you speak? It's the most inconsequential thing in the world.

"I don't like hearing you talk!"

K 

Imagine in London or New York or Toronto?

"Hey man, no Farsi on this subway. Don't you know this is Canada?" 

"Ah, desollee. Ce n'etait pas mon intention de vous offenser." 

"Uhhh, alright then. That's better."

There's the golden rule and then there's the CO2 rule, "Leave people the F alone. It doesn't concern you."

Like Koreans wearing baseball jerseys from the MLB, who gives a shit? "But they don't know the meaning or history behind the team!"

So, I don't know the history of the necktie, I'm still going to wear one to a job interview.   

 

**** people.

I'm not at work today but the hospital. My wife is pregnant and requires a surgery to successfully carry the little darling to term. It finished up around 10:30 and by 11:00 we were back in our hospital room (shared by 8 patients and there families).

My wife was told not to fall asleep for the following hour because of the drugs so we were chatting (as were most other people).

The guy next to his loudly (and in English) says some people are trying to rest. We ignore him, it's nearly 11:30 in the morning and people are awake.

He gets the nurses. His problem is not with our volume but with our English.

They walk up, pull back the curtain and he starts in, I just silently give him the finger and continue talking.

He then starts doing 'what you want to fight buddy. This is Korea, we're all Korean here.' (This guy is like 40, chubby (by Western standards) and wears glasses I've seen more intimidating kittens, the horrendous accent only made it more chuckle worthy). I say nothing and continue tending to my wife. After about 5 minutes the nurses tell him to leave.

They come and chat and tell us the problem is English. We switch to French. Apparently that's a no go either. The head nurse also tells us him and his wife just lost a baby so we should understand their situation. As someone who has lost 2 babies in the second term in the past three years, I have no sympathy for this little fucktard.

Props to the hospital they took us from our 8 patient to a 5 patient room within minutes and actually apologized and assured us we wouldn't being paying for it.

The most redeeming part of this entire event was shortly after he was told to leave my wife was in tears. The other 5 or so ajummas (patients) in our room come and tell her it's okay. Then her mom showed up and my mother in law laughed and said good job for flippin' someone the bird.

What an asshat! Sorry you had to go through that! Big strongs and positive vibes to you and your wife!.

So, I don't know the history of the necktie, I'm still going to wear one to a job interview.

The modern necktie spread by Europe traces back to the time of the Thirty Years' War (1618–1648) when Croatian mercenaries from the Croatian Military Frontier in French service, wearing their traditional small, knotted neckerchiefs, aroused the interest of the Parisians. Due to the slight difference between the Croatian word for Croats, Hrvati, and the French word, Croates, the garment gained the name "cravat" ("cravate" in French). The boy-king Louis XIV began wearing a lace cravat about 1646, when he was seven, and set the fashion for French nobility. This new article of clothing started a fashion craze in Europe; both men and women wore pieces of fabric around their necks. From its introduction by the French king, men wore lace cravats, or jabots, that took a large amount of time and effort to arrange. These cravats were often tied in place by cravat strings, arranged neatly and tied in a bow.
International Necktie Day is celebrated on October 18 in Croatia and in various cities around the world, e.g. in Dublin, Tübingen, Como, Tokyo, Sydney and other towns.
1680–1710: the Steinkirk
The Battle of Steenkerque took place in 1692. In this battle, the princes, while hurriedly dressing for battle, wound these cravats around their necks. They twisted the ends of the fabric together and passed the twisted ends through a jacket buttonhole. These cravats were generally referred to as Steinkirks.
1710–1800: stocks, solitaires, neckcloths, cravats
In 1715, another kind of neckwear, called "stocks" made its appearance. The term originally referred to a leather collar, laced at the back, worn by soldiers to promote holding the head high in a military bearing. The leather stock also afforded some protection to the major blood vessels of the neck from saber or bayonet attacks. General Sherman is seen wearing a leather stock in several civil war-era photographs.
Stock ties were initially just a small piece of muslin folded into a narrow band wound a few times round the shirt collar and secured from behind with a pin. It was fashionable for the men to wear their hair long, past shoulder length. The ends were tucked into a black silk bag worn at the nape of the neck. This was known as the bag-wig hairstyle, and the neckwear worn with it was the stock.
The solitaire was a variation of the bag wig. This form had matching ribbons stitched around the bag. After the stock was in place, the ribbons would be brought forward and tied in a large bow in front of the wearer.
Sometime in the late 18th century, cravats began to make an appearance again.This can be attributed to a group of young men called the macaronis (of "Yankee Doodle" fame). These were young Englishmen who returned from Europe and brought with them new ideas about fashion from Italy. The French contemporaries of the macaronis were the incroyables.
1800–1850: cravat, stocks, scarves, bandanas:
At this time, there was also much interest in the way to tie a proper cravat and this led to a series of publications. This began with Neckclothitania, which is a book that contained instructions and illustrations on how to tie 14 different cravats. Soon after, the immense skill required to tie the cravat in certain styles, quickly became a mark of a man's elegance and wealth. It was also the first book to use the word tie in association with neckwear.
It was about this time that black stocks made their appearance. Their popularity eclipsed the white cravat, except for formal and evening wear. These remained popular through to the 1850s. At this time, another form of neckwear worn was the scarf. This was where a neckerchief or bandana was held in place by slipping the ends through a finger or scarf ring at the neck instead of using a knot. This is the classic sailor neckwear and may have been adopted from them.
1860–1920s: bow ties, scarf/neckerchief, the ascot, the long tie
With the industrial revolution, more people wanted neckwear that was easy to put on, was comfortable, and would last an entire workday. Neckties were designed long, thin and easy to knot, and they did not come undone. This is the necktie design still worn by millions of men.By this time, the sometimes complicated array of knots and styles of neckwear gave way to the neckties and bow ties, the latter a much smaller, more convenient version of the cravat. Another type of neckwear, the Ascot tie, was considered "de rigueur" for guests at dinners and spectators at races. These had wide flaps that were crossed and pinned on the chest.
If you are reading this, you need to seriously reconsider how you spend your desk-warming time.
This was until 1926, when a New York tie maker, Jesse Langsdorf came up with a method of cutting the fabric on the bias and sewing it in three segments. This technique improved elasticity and facilitated the fabric's return to its original shape. Since that time, most men have worn the "Langsdorf" tie. Yet another development during that time was the method used to secure the lining and interlining once the tie had been folded into shape. Richard Atkinson and Company of Belfast claim to have introduced the slipstitch for this purpose in the late 1920s.
1920s – present day
After the First World War, hand-painted ties became an accepted form of decoration in America. The widths of some of these ties went up to 4.5 inches (11 cm). These loud, flamboyant ties sold very well all the way through the 1950s.
In Britain, regimental stripes have been continuously used in tie designs at least since the 1920s. In Commonwealth countries, necktie stripes run from the left shoulder down to the right side. In Commonwealth countries, only people affiliated with a regiment (or university, school or organisation) should wear a necktie affiliated with that regiment. When Brooks Brothers introduced similar striped ties in the United States around the beginning of the 20th century, they had their stripes run from the right shoulder to the left side, in part to distinguish them from British regimental striped neckties.
Before the Second World War ties were worn shorter than they are today; this was due, in part, to men wearing trousers at the natural waist (more or less at the level of the belly button), and also due to the popularity of waistcoats, where tie length is not important as long as the tips are concealed. Around 1944, ties started to become not only wider, but even more wild. This was the beginning of what was later labelled the Bold Look: ties that reflected the returning GIs' desire to break with wartime uniformity. Widths reached 5 inches (13 cm), and designs included Art Deco, hunting scenes, scenic "photographs", tropical themes, and even girlie prints, though more traditional designs were also available. The typical length was 48 inches (120 cm).
The Bold Look lasted until about 1951, when the "Mister T" look (so termed by Esquire magazine), was introduced. The new style, characterized by tapered suits, slimmer lapels, and smaller hat brims, included thinner and not so wild ties. Tie widths slimmed to 3 inches (7.6 cm) by 1953 and continued getting thinner up until the mid-1960s; length increased to about 52 inches (130 cm) as men started wearing their trousers lower, closer to the hips. Through the 1950s, neckties remained somewhat colorful, yet more restrained than in the previous decade. Small geometric shapes were often employed against a solid background (i.e., foulards); diagonal stripes were also popular. By the early 1960s, dark, solid ties became very common, with widths slimming down to as little as 1 inch (2.5 cm).
The 1960s brought about an influx of pop art influenced designs. The first was designed by Michael Fish when he worked at Turnbull & Asser, and was introduced in Britain in 1965; the term Kipper tie was a pun on his name, as well as a reference to the triangular shape of the front of the tie. The exuberance of the styles of the late 1960s and early 1970s gradually gave way to more restrained designs. Ties became wider, returning to their 4 1⁄2-inch (11 cm) width, sometimes with garish colors and designs. The traditional designs of the 1930s and 1950s, such as those produced by Tootal, reappeared, particularly Paisley patterns. Ties began to be sold along with shirts, and designers slowly began to experiment with bolder colors.
In the 1980s, narrower ties, some as narrow as 1 1⁄2 inches (3.8 cm) but more typically 3 to 3 1⁄4 inches (7.6 to 8.3 cm) wide, became popular again. Into the 1990s, as ties got wider again, increasingly unusual designs became common. Novelty (or joke) ties or deliberately kitschy ties designed to make a statement gained a certain popularity in the 1980s and 1990s. These included ties featuring cartoon characters, commercial products, or pop culture icons, and those made of unusual materials, such as plastic or wood. During this period, with men wearing their trousers at their hips, ties lengthened to 57 inches (140 cm).
At the start of the 21st century, ties widened to 3 1⁄2 to 3 3⁄4 inches (8.9 to 9.5 cm) wide, with a broad range of patterns available, from traditional stripes, foulards, and club ties (Ties with a crest or design signifying a club, organization, or order) to abstract, themed, and humorous ones. The standard length remains 57 inches (140 cm), though other lengths vary from 117 cm to 152 cm. While ties as wide as 3 3⁄4 inches (9.5 cm) inches are still available, ties under 3 inches (7.6 cm) wide also became popular, particularly with younger men and the fashion-conscious. In 2008 and 2009 the world of fashion saw a return to narrower ties.

So, I don't know the history of the necktie, I'm still going to wear one to a job interview.

Thanks pseudo-wikipedia. hahahaha

**** people.

I'm not at work today but the hospital. My wife is pregnant and requires a surgery to successfully carry the little darling to term. It finished up around 10:30 and by 11:00 we were back in our hospital room (shared by 8 patients and there families).

My wife was told not to fall asleep for the following hour because of the drugs so we were chatting (as were most other people).

The guy next to his loudly (and in English) says some people are trying to rest. We ignore him, it's nearly 11:30 in the morning and people are awake.

He gets the nurses. His problem is not with our volume but with our English.

They walk up, pull back the curtain and he starts in, I just silently give him the finger and continue talking.

He then starts doing 'what you want to fight buddy. This is Korea, we're all Korean here.' (This guy is like 40, chubby (by Western standards) and wears glasses I've seen more intimidating kittens, the horrendous accent only made it more chuckle worthy). I say nothing and continue tending to my wife. After about 5 minutes the nurses tell him to leave.

They come and chat and tell us the problem is English. We switch to French. Apparently that's a no go either. The head nurse also tells us him and his wife just lost a baby so we should understand their situation. As someone who has lost 2 babies in the second term in the past three years, I have no sympathy for this little fucktard.

Props to the hospital they took us from our 8 patient to a 5 patient room within minutes and actually apologized and assured us we wouldn't being paying for it.

The most redeeming part of this entire event was shortly after he was told to leave my wife was in tears. The other 5 or so ajummas (patients) in our room come and tell her it's okay. Then her mom showed up and my mother in law laughed and said good job for flippin' someone the bird.

Nice story. Surprised Pecan or DeMartino haven't stopped by to tell you to get private medical insurance or something along those lines so you have a penthouse suite.

Why do people give a shit what language you speak? It's the most inconsequential thing in the world.

"I don't like hearing you talk!"

K 

Imagine in London or New York or Toronto?

"Hey man, no Farsi on this subway. Don't you know this is Canada?" 

"Ah, desollee. Ce n'etait pas mon intention de vous offenser." 

"Uhhh, alright then. That's better."

There's the golden rule and then there's the CO2 rule, "Leave people the F alone. It doesn't concern you."

Like Koreans wearing baseball jerseys from the MLB, who gives a shit? "But they don't know the meaning or history behind the team!"

So, I don't know the history of the necktie, I'm still going to wear one to a job interview.

Yeah, I can't understand why people even manage to notice what others are doing. it once took me three weeks to notice my sister dyed her hair. God knows how unobservant I must be of random people.

We were definitely not being loud, we were pretty much whispering as my wife was and is still drugged up.

We all (MIL included) think it was a misery loves company thing since we were talking about baby names, plans to go home etc. They would be in the complete opposite boat, which I get, I've been there.

I didn't however feel the urge to go and attack random happy couples.

Yeah, I can't understand why people even manage to notice what others are doing. it once took me three weeks to notice my sister dyed her hair. God knows how unobservant I must be of random people.

My girlfriend is bad like this. I'll dance to the subway song, or talk about something and she'll say "Don't do that, there are people around."

Honey, we ain't that special. And, you'll never see these people again. And they'll forget about my dancing in exactly one minute.

People think they're much more special than they actually are. No one gives a shit about what you're doing. In the same way that YOU don't give a shit about what THEY are doing.

koreans have magically self-cleaning asses

I never knew this.  It's simply amazing.

koreans have magically self-cleaning asses

I never knew this.  It's simply amazing.

Simply Stunning 

FTFY

RIP sonny #neverforget

Like Koreans wearing baseball jerseys from the MLB, who gives a shit? "But they don't know the meaning or history behind the team!"

So, I don't know the history of the necktie, I'm still going to wear one to a job interview.

Lol what? Where is this coming from? People actually care that Koreans wear MLB gear!? I guarantee that half of Americans that wear MLB stuff don't know anything about the teams either.

@sevenpm: at one of my elementary schools, each homeroom has TP for the kiddos. They take some from the classroom stock every time they wanna go to the john.

Also, whatever did happen to Sonny??

Like Koreans wearing baseball jerseys from the MLB, who gives a shit? "But they don't know the meaning or history behind the team!"

So, I don't know the history of the necktie, I'm still going to wear one to a job interview.

Lol what? Where is this coming from? People actually care that Koreans wear MLB gear!? I guarantee that half of Americans that wear MLB stuff don't know anything about the teams either.

I think it's part of the discussion here:

http://www.waygook.org/index.php/topic,100820.0.html

I thought that particular example had been offered up as a bit of biting sarcasm, but who can really say on here? xD