Most days, I like living in Korea.
This is not one of those days. The doorbell woke me up in the middle of the day again today (I'm still on night shift); an Ajumma was at the door. She told me the gas bill hasn't been paid in four months, and she was here to turn the gas off.
My utilities are part of my rent--I pay an extra $600 every month to make sure the lights come on and I get hot water.
This is one of those days I miss the United States.
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