There is nothing more entertaining than watching my boss (who speaks English, Chinese, and Spanish, but not Korean) try to help three small men move a refrigerator. The process seems to involve a make-shift dolly, electrical chords used as ropes, random sweaters as moving blankets, and shouting endless instructions in Korean. Meanwhile, I'm sitting at my desk looking slightly frightened and definitely confused, making awkward faces at Santiago, who clearly feels the same. Finally, something he can understand, "Santiago--pusheh..."
I think they just squashed Mr. Bae between the fridge and the wall...
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