ah, crazy Korea. this story reminds me of the time Tynessa got chased down the street by a strange Korean adjumma, shouting at her about her failure to separate her rubbish correctly. the old lady had gone through T's rubbish, found a bill with her name and address, and waited outside her apartment in ambush. This story that I've linked to involves similar Korean madness. and yet reading it, I'm not at all surprised.