This has absolutely nothing to my new teaching job at all, but boy it was a surprise!
So it was a little past midnight and I’m calling it a night. I’m in bed trying to fall asleep and within a few minutes, I hear this loud ass banging sound and vibration as if it was on my door; it’s probably my imagination or something, I thought. It continued several times. Now I’m thinking something’s up. I rise out of bed and slowly head towards my door. With every step I started to realize that it actually may be my door. I’m opening the door and I see this drunk ass young Korean guy angry as f*** banging on the door next to mine; I mean literally an inch or so from my door. So what do I do? I swiftly close and lock my door and head on to bed. As far as I was concerned, it was not my problem.
In bed, things settled down within a few minutes. But then I heard screaming and yelling outside for a couple of minutes before I dozed off into wonderland. Woke up this morning still remembering this incident and that’s enough clause for me to believe that it wasn’t a dream. I got ready and head out to the bus stop with my other neighbor, as it turns out to be another native English teacher from South Africa, and we were talking about the ruckus from last night when we realized the following:
Yeah that’s blood, if you were wondering.
Notice the prints at the top and lower ends of the door; actually there’s a slight dent at the top print.
My buddy says that it was crazy for him because it was the first time in 4 years that something like this occurred, and it turns out to happen my second night. lol