It's Gonna Be One of Those Weeks, Is It?

Monday mornings suck no matter what part of the world you live in. My Monday's always start earlier than the rest of my week because I tutor an adult at 9:00. My manager has gotten kind of sick of having to wake up early to come open the school for me so he gave me keys and a security card to let myself in. (I love being trusted with keys, not!) So this morning I get to the school, swipe the security card and the second light did not go off to show that the alarm had been disarmed. I kept swiping the card. Nothing. Went to give David a call and realized I had left my phone at home. Kept swiping. Nothing. The hopefull, optimistic side of my brain kicked in and was like "Just open the door anyhow, what could possibly go wrong?" I unlocked the door. Alarm goes off. Lights start to flash. 10 seconds later the phone starts to ring. I answer it, "Yobasayeo?"(hello) A man says a slew of Korean that I do not understand, I say, "Hanguk mal mateyo" (I don't speak Korean). So by now the security company is thinking, a foreigner is breaking into the school, alert North Korea for back up. By some stroke of luck (surely not mine cause I clearly don't have any) my tutor showed up and was able to talk to the man and explain and that got the alarm to shut off. Half an hour later the security people show up and I show them my card. They made me call David. Then they talked to him and left shortly after. I finished my session, locked the door behind me and headed to the gym. Now I have to head back to work shortly where I can imagine that I will be handing my keys back over to David. It's for the best really.

*the follow up* I got back to work and David was kind of cowering at the site of me, turns out he had given me the security card for his apartment, not the school, so I was absolved of any fault!