Idiot Coffee

In keeping with the long held Korean tradition of misusing, misinterpreting and generally mangling the English language, I present to you, the Idiot Coffee Cafe:

The owner is actually a very good friend of Mindy and I, and we visit the place often.  He recently moved shop and opened this place.  The last place (which mom and dad visited when they came here, incidentally) was more cryptically called “The ID Cafe,” which I thought was better, personally.  At the old place, when asked, Mr. Lee (the owner) explained the name choice in terms of Freudian psychology–the id, ego superego stuff–but when I asked about the new name choice, he told me it was always Idiot Coffee.  In other words the old ID Cafe was a shortened form of Idiot Cafe.

Mr. Lee had to move his shop to a less desirable area of town, and now the shop itself is much smaller, all because his contract with the building he was set up in expired, and the building owner refused to renew.  I think that is the real reason for the name change; that, and also the fact that 99.8% of Koreans wouldn’t know the difference anyway, and those that do will just get a chuckle.  Mr.  Lee’s English is great, since it was his major in school, and he has a flair for irony.   The name choice might not be such a good idea in Canada, but it is just fine here.

Yeah.  That’ s about all I have to say about coffee.  But here’s another interesting picture:

Passed this scene on the way to work a few weeks back.  It is a container box of the sort that transport trucks carry converted into a sort of shed.  You see a lot of them in Korea and they are sort of the equivalent of trailers.  More often though, they are used by construction companies as temporary shelters, and even as small local police offices scattered around town.  This one is on fire, and standing on its end in the middle of the street.  There is a truck crane which you can see part of to the left, and you can see the front end of a firetruck on the far right.  There were a bunch of police cars off to the left, but I had already passed those.  I snapped this with my phone.

It’s a rabbit.