Ruminations in Korea

Recovery Update

I am at the two-week mark since my re-admission to the hospital and second surgery. According to the doctor all is well in legsville. He said the bone looks good.

We are just taking things a lot slower this time around. The splint I wore for one week last time is still on after two weeks. We are all being extra careful. However, I am looking forward to the day when I can roll over on my side…or sit up straight…or go to the toilet by myself.

Donut Rejects

Saturday, I heard that Pusan’s first Krispy Kreme donut shop was was opening about a five-minute walk from my office, and that saturday was the grand opening.

My first thought was, “Great! There is a Krispy Kreme five minutes from my office!” My second thought was “Crap! My office is moving half-way across the city in one week!” My third thought was, “Hey! My hospital is only five minutes from Krispy Kreme and I will be here for another month at least.” My fourth thought was, “Send my brother to go get Krispy Kreme donuts!”

So. The brother went over to the donut shop. There was nobody in line. The door was open and the entry way was surrounded by colorful balloons. The inviting, yet sickly sweet smell of fresh Krispy Kreme dounts blanketed the area. The door was guarded by two sentries; “two ugly chicks in their early 20s with balloons in their hands.” As my brother attempted to enter, he was blocked by the chicks.

“Do you have an invitation,” one chick asked.

My brother replied, “No. Do I need one?”

The other chick said, “Yes. Private party.”

My brother was promptly turned away. Refused admittance to a donut shop.

He returned to the hospital vowing never to set foot inside the elitist, exclusionary donut shop again. “Let them have their little private party!”