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Episode 32. Kindness Volunteer Pyeondol (1)
When I got home from work, there was an envelope in my mailbox. It said…
Tax delinquency notice? Why am I getting this?
When I tore it open and read it, it contained some very scary content that said that I would soon become a bad credit risk because I had been five months behind on my air conditioning bill. The amount in arrears was roughly 160,000 won.
I immediately called the number listed below because it was a cell phone number. Even though it was the weekend, they answered the phone. The person on the other end of the line said that the card I used to buy the air conditioner had been suspended and that I hadn’t been able to pay the bill.
Only after seeing this did I figure out what was going on.
A few months ago, I was cleaning out all my unused cards and threw them away, and one of them was renting an air conditioner. No, that’s me from the past. I don’t even turn it on in the summer because I’m saving on electricity, so why did I buy this?
But there’s nothing I can do about what’s already happened. After I hung up the phone, I thought about what to do about it.
What happens to me if I become a believer like this? I don’t know about my credit rating, but if my smartphone is suspended, I won’t be able to make calls. It means I’ll become socially mute.
You won’t be able to use data, but you will be able to use Wi-Fi instead. You can make calls using the Talk app via the store’s Wi-Fi, but then you’ll have to explain in detail why you’re using a regular phone…
I didn’t like it that way. It’s because I did something stupid, but I wanted to be a secret stupid.
Still, there was still quite a bit of time left until the due date, so I went to bed thinking I should just get some sleep.
Then, I woke up around 9:30 PM, got ready, and went straight to work, but the convenience store was in a state where I didn’t have anything to worry about, like the air conditioner rental fee.
“Chan came early?”
“Yes… No, manager, was there a fire or something?”
As soon as I entered, I smelled something burning. When I asked the store manager, he answered with an extremely calm expression.
“Yes, the customer put batteries in the microwave and turned it on.”
“What did you put in it and turn it on?”
“battery.”
why?
I couldn’t understand it at all, so I asked again, and the store manager guessed that the drunk bastard had bought the batteries and lunch box together and put the bag in the microwave.
I turned my gaze to where the microwave had been, and sure enough, the traces of the explosion were strewn all over the place. Of course, there were pieces of debris scattered around, and the electrical cords were all torn off and rolling around… Those charcoal pieces rolling around on the floor were Vienna sausages or something.
I went inside the checkout counter to look around and saw that the microwave had been broken in two and was left there miserably. I finally came to my senses and asked the most important question first.
“Are you hurt anywhere, manager?”
“I’m fine, but the customer was taken to the hospital.”
“Thank goodness.”
I don’t know how many weeks the guy who got carried away had to recover. But I guess he learned the lesson that batteries explode when put in a microwave, so in the long run, it wasn’t a big loss for him, right?
“And everything else seems fine too.”
“That’s because I fixed everything. Just now, I was wiping off the soot, restoring all the torn snack wrappers on the display case, and even patching the hole in the water heater…”
“Oh, you’ve worked hard.”
“I shed tears while doing that.”
“But why did you just leave the microwave alone?”
“Well, I think it would be good if Chan-i tried fixing that.”
When I told him to fix it, an estimate came to mind naturally. It would cost more to fix it than to buy a new one, and the cost of the dial parts, the cost of the internal circuits, etc.
Then, I remembered that I had changed my job to an apprentice magician yesterday morning. But wouldn’t it be more efficient for a max-level store manager to fix it rather than me, a Lv. 1, fixing it? I asked, and the store manager replied as follows:
“Magic also increases with use. Chan-i needs to get used to it too.”
It seems like only the muscle mass in the thumb will increase rather than magic.
But since it was the fate of a part-timer to be picky, I decided to go with the flow. I took out my smartphone, aimed it at the broken microwave, and tapped the recovery app.
Next, I moved the slide to the left so that the microwave would return to its original state. After shaking for a while to match the movement of my thumb, the microwave returned to its original state with a pop.
I crouched down and tried to open and close the microwave door. It opened and closed smoothly, but it made a slight creaking sound.
“How old is this microwave?”
“Well. Since I got it used… Ah, should I just buy a new one while I’m at it?”
“Is it really necessary? It’s just going to explode again anyway.”
“That’s true.”
When I see these words flowing out so easily, I guess I’ve become accustomed to this world. It’s a world where so many suspicious incidents and accidents occur.
Put the repaired microwave back where it was, and that’s the end of the incident.
Next, I received the handover details from the store manager, but there was one thing that was different from before.
“Chan-ah, here.”
What the store manager showed me as he spoke was a list of products for the May event.
In just two more hours, it will be May, and at midnight on the first day of every month, the night shift workers during that shift must collect all the product tags from the previous month and replace them with new ones.
It takes about two hours. It’s not a big deal, but if you do it carelessly because it’s annoying, customers will get confused when they come to you with products that are already finished and think they are event products.
I can just take a quick swear and change it, but when I imagine a customer coming in during the manager’s shift in the afternoon and asking the manager, “It says this is an event product, are you kidding me?”, that’s a bit much. I don’t know if it’s because I think too much, but…
“I’ll ask you to do this when it’s 12 o’clock.”
“I’ll take care of it so you don’t have to worry.”
“I don’t care at all. Chan-i will take care of it, you know. And… ah. Yoon-ha sent me some money. I’ll deposit it on my way home.”
Ah… Ah, yaaaaaaaaa! I guess I won’t have to become a Buddhist anymore!
The impact of the microwave exploding was so great that I forgot about it. Other than that, I didn’t receive any other information, and there was a short chat while the store manager was packing up his things.
“Did you have a lot of guests today?”
“So-so? There were a lot of them during the day, but after 8 PM, they suddenly stopped.”
“Okay, I understand.”
“Yeah. Good luck.”
After the store manager left, I sat down on the counter chair and leisurely crossed my legs.
Well, it’s 10pm on Sunday, the time when good office workers should be dreaming. Friends, it’s time for us to part ways. We have to go to work tomorrow, right?
There won’t be many drunk pedestrians, and although there are quite a few centaurs, they’re busy delivering chicken. If this atmosphere can continue, I think today will be a pretty good week-end…
“Excuse me, young man. The lady has a favor to ask.”
Hey sir, I can’t even think of anything?
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I sat there for exactly 30 seconds and a customer came. It was a toad that looked like an old lady. I remember its face clearly because it was the toad that tried to steal my seat a few days ago when I was very busy.
“Hey, bachelor?”
This time there is no waiting line to cut in, so that shouldn’t be a problem, but this toad has brought something that any idiot can tell is going to be a big problem soon, and that is… .
“Yes, go ahead.”
“Can you send this by courier?”
It was kimchi.
I felt like I had met a friend from my hometown. It was a new experience, but I had to answer first.
“I’m sorry, but that might be a bit difficult.”
“Oh my, why? Aren’t they open here 24 hours a day?”
“There is a procedure.”
First of all, kimchi must not be alive.
This isn’t just a metaphor for freshly pickled, fresh kimchi, but rather the kimchi is actually alive.
The kimchi was made from cabbage kimchi, but the tips of the leaves were strangely wiggling inside the wrapper like a three-legged octopus. If you put it in a stew, the broth will come out well.
When asked about this, the toad waved its hand as if it was no big deal and answered.
“It’s okay, don’t bite on my kimchi.”
Then, why don’t you put a leash on kimchi?
But when I think about it carefully, if that kimchi was the kind that people eat, this toad’s hand would have been a rag long ago. So let’s move on from this for now and instead point out another issue.
“And, you have to pack it properly so that we can accept it.”
“I was going to say that, young man. Can you help me pack this?”
This didn’t appeal to me at all. Why should I, a picky eater, help package kimchi??
But if I leave it alone, the tile floor will end up covered in kimchi soup, so I think I’ll finish it quickly and complain later.
The method I came up with was to wrap it tightly in a dozen or so eco-friendly bags. I didn’t have any plastic wrap. I tore the bags into a bundle and took one out, then opened it in front of the toad.
“Please put it here for now.”
A toad that puts kimchi in a bag without saying a word. The kimchi in the bag started to wiggle violently as if it was in a bad mood, and because of that, the inside of the bag quickly became covered in kimchi juice.
I wrapped it tightly with the thought of what you would do, and wrapped it like a Matryoshka doll with a barrage of envelopes, and a very heavy white lump was completed. Now I need a box to put this envelope in… .
Of course, there were no boxes left inside the store, and even if you looked outside on the sidewalk or on the electric pole, there was nothing but a soggy box of Bacchus. Are you saying that they are only available when you really need them?
After thinking about it for a moment, I went into the warehouse where ramen boxes were stacked and opened one box. I emptied the ramen inside and took out only the empty box. I stuffed kimchi inside and sealed it with store tape. Then, I heard the sound of the inside of the box being tapped.
“Oh, thanks, young man.”
Of course I should be grateful. Where in the world would you find a pickpocket who would do this for you?
After finishing packing, I had to put the address on it. How could I possibly know what kind of address this world has? I told him to figure this out on his own. The toad waved his hand and answered.
“I’ll do that. But bachelor, if I send this by courier, when will it arrive?”
“Well, I’ll pick it up tomorrow, so shouldn’t it arrive the day after tomorrow?”
Convenience store delivery service accepts deliveries 24 hours a day, but they only pick them up on weekdays. Thinking that this world would be no different, I gave a vague answer, but then he covered his mouth with his hand, exclaiming, “Oh my!”
“Then what do you do, young man?”
“What is it?”
“I’m not going to rest. Kimchi.”
Of course it’ll be easy. It’s kimchi.
But I’m just a guy who receives applications, so I don’t know what to do. Unless a delivery man with nothing better to do miraculously shows up…
As I was thinking about this, the bell hanging at the front door rang and someone suddenly came in.
“Hey, Lee Chan! Sister is here!”
“No, really?”
“?”