(brief edit: when I originally posted this article, I meant it as a joke and didn’t intend it to be an indictment on Korean girls whatsoever. However, I’ve received more feedback regarding this post than any other. The feedback is either A: I’m delusional or B: Korean girls are insane. I think both of these groups missed the point, which was no more than to relate an interesting series of events in my life. I briefly thought about removing this post, but I won’t because it’s part of the history of me. So I’ll just leave you with this: Some people are crazy, some people are not. This craziness has nothing to do with ethnicity and people from every walk of life can be weird…sometimes that can be a good thing. If you think that all people from a specific group are one way because one person acts that way, then you are an idiot, but then you probably didn’t even read this far. Have a nice day those of us who are literate enough to read the whole post.)
I was sitting outside a bar the other weekend when a girl came and sat next to me. At first neither of us recognized each other.
After a moment or so we both looked at each other.
“Cherry?” I said.
“Matt?” she replied.
Let’s forget for a moment that her name fits with the trend followed by many Korean girls I’ve met to name themselves after condiments. Honey, Soy, and Pepper are just a few I’ve run across.
I knew her because a friend of mine who was inside the bar casually dated her. At the moment he was trying to avoid her. I tried to make small talk, all the while trying to ditch her. My relative kindness was mistaken for attraction and next thing I know she is typing her number into my phone and calling it. She promises to meet up later if I want. I decide I’d rather have KFC and a 30 dollar cab ride by myself. She might have stolen the wing piece, and Matthew love wingy.
Long story short, because I’m tired and this is all building up to something, she starts sending me text after text. I usually ignore them. Then Cherry texted me when Rachel was there. Deciding to have some fun, Rachel and one of her friends text her back on my phone. Probably a bad decision.
In the end, somehow Cherry got my email address and today I got this email from her:
hi matthew how are you , how was your last night
i was sad cuz I didnt see your cute looks. you are t he most cute dancer
I m first time i have seen such cute dancing.
you sent me some text korean language . it s great you know korean speak.most foreigners dont know and dont try to know
because it s difficult.
can I see your dancing again? you are clever and have a art talent
How the hell she got my email? I have no clue. Apparently I’m an artist now and she has officially become a stalker.
Today she kept sending me texts. I usually immediately delete them, until I read this one:
I had nightmare ghost pressed me last night cuz you ignore me
I am just confused now.
I feel I must point out that while you could argue that Korean girls are crazy, I would argue that most girls in general are crazy.
This girl however is the first to seriously creep me out. I really hope a nightmare ghost does not press me tonight.