Why my landlord kind of sucks (in my opinion).

Obtaining wifi in Korea has proven to be an evasive and seemingly impossible task.  In order to even apply for internet, I first had to receive my ARC card.  (In the meantime, I've either used my office computer at school or invested in the iced tea and muffins at Paris Baguette in order to use their signal... they're probably getting sick of my presence). 

It's been about two weeks since I received my ARC and yesterday MT finally pulled up the online application for internet.  It took me less than 5 minutes to fill out (which makes me wonder why she couldn't have shown it to me sooner... but I know she is a lot busier than I am so I will try to withhold judgement).  Anyway, I had to deliver my bank account information, my ARC numbers, and my address over the phone when a company representative called me.  This only worked out because I didn't have students during their midterm exams; I was available to set up a time for installation today for the same reason. 

Today, the installation team (two guys) came to my building at the agreed upon time.  They didn't speak English but they spent a few minutes on the phone when they got there.  Through his smartphone, one of the guys told me "the landlord is refusal."  ...Huh?  The other guy called an interpreter who explained to me that the installation team called the landlord but the landlord wouldn't let them install the necessary equipment in my apartment.  At this point, I was righteously pissed off.

The only time I've ever met my landlord was when he came over to fix the stove and left after an awkward hour of fixing nothing.  Only one of the three burners turns on; same as before he came over.  While he was there, I pointed out the copious moldy spots on the wallpaper.  He doesn't speak English so he didn't directly say he wouldn't deal with it, but he seemed to brush it off and since he hasn't done anything yet I don't think he ever will.  After this incident, I am confident that he completely sucks as a landlord. 

I'm sick of spending my money on muffins that I don't even like to eat.  I called MT and she says she'll talk to my landlord tomorrow to work something out...  I certainly hope it happens soon.  I have gone to extremes for the sake of wifi (including one instance a few weeks back in which I sat on the street corner outside of Paris Baguette at 4:00AM in order to Skype into my book club meeting.  If that's not a testament to my deep love for that book club, I don't know what is).

I hope that my next post will be written from the comfort of my own moldy apartment.  Keep your fingers crossed for me!