So lady bingbing and yours truly went to the school today to sort out the business end of things; proof of employment, tax stuff, apartment stuff etc.
Anyway, they apologised profusely, reprimanded the fuck out of that co-teacher, begged me to finish the contract which entails four more days of work, a few half days of summer camp, a paid vacation, next Friday off, and all in all about seven grand.
Oh, and not a fucking word from that co-teacher, or anyone.
Heck, there’s time…
Welcome to Asia, welcome to Korea. They’ve called back and are doing what we asked for originally. Just leave, and be paid for the work already done.