! cal,
I had to get my medical check the first day, and I travelled by myself to the Korean Medical Institute in Gangnam. There, I saw some foreigners who looked just as lost as me and found out we were all for CDI. Since my group was a later training group (the CDI term starts the week of my training), there weren't all that many people. After changing and putting my stuff away, I sat and talked a bit with four girls before boom, medical check. There were a lot of people there and it was very mechanical and fast. We went into rooms, walked out, stared into machines, stood on scales, etc. Still, the entire process took around two hours.
CDI had a "bus," or rather, a van, to come pick us up to bring us to the training building. One white guy had to sit next to the driver and kept trying to engage him in conversation, but the rest of us in the back were able to see how much the driver just wanted him to shut up. RIP.
The actual week?
It was terrible.
We to undergo mock teaching, which was fine, but my trainer, who changed on the second day, wanted us to follow the methodology as close as possible. That was fine... but he also wanted us to leave out a lot of things that the other trainers, who watched us in the afternoon, wanted us to go over in depth.
I was ready to smash mosquitoes and these trainers. Did they even communicate with each other? Just going there and coming back took two hours, but I could hardly study because the subway trains were so crowded.
The good thing was that the trainees, which was split into Chungdahm and April, had an hour break for lunch. We had them at different times though. Still, food is food.
I freaked out a little-- okay, I freaked out a lot when the morning trainer contacted my branch manager and was like this kid sux. Fam, why you gotta do that.
I found out that the morning trainer actually worked for the branch that I would be going too-- AND he was the one who had the apartment before me. All the mold, messed up curtains, and poop rings? His fault. Wow.
Then, I found out that there was ANOTHER person with the same name as the trainer who lived in the apartment... so it... wasn't the trainer? Why did this branch hire so many people with the same exact name?
Near the end of the training-hell week, on Thursday night, some CDI trainees and I went to a vegan restaurant in Itaewon called Plant. Sure, our final mocks were tomorrow, but we wanted to live a little before we got sent back. :^)
The Plant in Itaewon was apparently their second location, but the atmosphere was great and so was the food. One of the CDI trainees was a vegetarian/vegan-ish and had a hard time really finding food to eat during training week, but she said that the food she ate then was the best things she tasted since she became a vegetarian.
I really enjoyed my noodles so no qualms from me!
I passed on Friday, thank everyone and everything.
cdi training week / eternal suffering
CDI Training Week is honestly no joke. Since I had to commute from my apartment in Seongbuk to Olympic Park, which already took a good hour, I had to wake up at 6:15AM to get ready and catch the train. The training started at 8:30AM and officially ended at 5:30PM, but let's be real. It went on further.I had to get my medical check the first day, and I travelled by myself to the Korean Medical Institute in Gangnam. There, I saw some foreigners who looked just as lost as me and found out we were all for CDI. Since my group was a later training group (the CDI term starts the week of my training), there weren't all that many people. After changing and putting my stuff away, I sat and talked a bit with four girls before boom, medical check. There were a lot of people there and it was very mechanical and fast. We went into rooms, walked out, stared into machines, stood on scales, etc. Still, the entire process took around two hours.
CDI had a "bus," or rather, a van, to come pick us up to bring us to the training building. One white guy had to sit next to the driver and kept trying to engage him in conversation, but the rest of us in the back were able to see how much the driver just wanted him to shut up. RIP.
The actual week?
It was terrible.
We to undergo mock teaching, which was fine, but my trainer, who changed on the second day, wanted us to follow the methodology as close as possible. That was fine... but he also wanted us to leave out a lot of things that the other trainers, who watched us in the afternoon, wanted us to go over in depth.
I was ready to smash mosquitoes and these trainers. Did they even communicate with each other? Just going there and coming back took two hours, but I could hardly study because the subway trains were so crowded.
The good thing was that the trainees, which was split into Chungdahm and April, had an hour break for lunch. We had them at different times though. Still, food is food.
I freaked out a little-- okay, I freaked out a lot when the morning trainer contacted my branch manager and was like this kid sux. Fam, why you gotta do that.
I found out that the morning trainer actually worked for the branch that I would be going too-- AND he was the one who had the apartment before me. All the mold, messed up curtains, and poop rings? His fault. Wow.
Then, I found out that there was ANOTHER person with the same name as the trainer who lived in the apartment... so it... wasn't the trainer? Why did this branch hire so many people with the same exact name?
Near the end of the training-hell week, on Thursday night, some CDI trainees and I went to a vegan restaurant in Itaewon called Plant. Sure, our final mocks were tomorrow, but we wanted to live a little before we got sent back. :^)
The Plant in Itaewon was apparently their second location, but the atmosphere was great and so was the food. One of the CDI trainees was a vegetarian/vegan-ish and had a hard time really finding food to eat during training week, but she said that the food she ate then was the best things she tasted since she became a vegetarian.
I really enjoyed my noodles so no qualms from me!
I passed on Friday, thank everyone and everything.
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