Two fires in the language institute--only in Korea

Last Saturday in the early afternoon some dumb ass tossed a half-lite cigarette down the window well which is right above the basement window of my office. The butt caused a small fire. The fire department showed up and blasted the small fire with gallons of water partially flooding the cubicle of my colleague's desk. She was out of town but the smell of burnt refuse waifed in the air and water littered the floor. I didn't know there was a fire until after my 4:30pm class left and I walked down three flights of stairs to the basement. It smelled like, well, a campfire. Water dripped down the wall. No one was injured and the damage minimal.

Late last night the Japanese restaurant on the fourth floor of our four story building had a small fire. I asked three people what started the fire, no one knows. The fire department rushed over again but this time they had to smash the huge glass door of the school in order to reach the fourth floor stairwell of the restaurant. They broke a small window on the fourth floor in order to put out the fire. There was glass shattered all over two floors, the floors where our kids run up and down in order to get to class or take the buses from the school home. It took five people over 30 minutes to sweep up the chunks of green glass. I help carry out the plastic garbage can filled with green, thick chunks of glass. It was at least 70 pounds requiring both of us to pause every two steps as we took the glass to the parking lot for disposal. It was fucked. What are the odds of two fires in two weeks? Only in Korea!