Man in the Red Jacket

After a long night of lighting and thunder, it was a beautiful sunny morning. I woke up early to go to work as usual and dragged myself to packed subway trying to make it for 9am just like millions in the city. Conveniently I work for the school which is located smack in the center of downtown Toronto. There are pros and cons to everything in life including this. 

It's great because (1) everything is easily accessible (2) you get first dibs on free samples (3) occasionally you will run into the random hot guy. 

It's terrible because (1) hobos everywhere (2)land of hobos (3) hobos partying up everyday/night.

It's not that I really have a problem with homeless roaming freely around the streets being a free soul. Actually there have been times where I envied them because they seem like they never have a care in the world. However, I do have a problem when start making physical contact with you and intruding on your personal space. 

I was walking to school from the subway station minding my own business when a man in the red jacket suddenly got waaaayy to close comes yelled jibberish in my ear. Not only was I scared to death but I thought I was going deaf. It was definitely not the first time that this has happened and I did recognize the guy. He was more formerly known as the "roaming" hobo because he travels to different parts of the city. Thankfully nothing happened because there were security guards near by who kindly escorted him to a less populated area. This incident really got me thinking... maybe this is why Torontonians are so rude? 

Anyways I had some 호도과자 the other day. I was never really a huge fan but now I am hooked! They're so small and perfect for snacking on that my dad and I probably finished 3/4 of a pack of 30 while just talking and chilling.

Tip of the day: If you see a man in a red jacket walking towards you... run! 굳밤!~