Dear Korean Men

You are not my father.

You are not my husband.

You are not my boyfriend.

You are not my friend.

You are my co-worker.

You may think that because you are my senior, at this company and by age, I should kowtow to you. You would be wrong.

You do not have the right to nag me about anything unrelated to how we work together.

You do not have the right to make my life difficult because you are not paying attention or because you want to throw a hissy fit.

You definitely do not have the right to tell me how to live my life.

You seem to assume that I will do what you want me to do. I won't.

You can go straight to hell if you think I'm going to do anything in your best interest rather than my own.

I am completely and utterly sick of Korean men (not all of them, but a very large proportion of the ones in my life) trying to manipulate me. You are MEN. Stop gossiping and telling people things about me behind my back. It all comes out in the end and it just makes for messy and dramatic episodes that I neither want nor need in my life.

MAN UP ALREADY.

I'm sick of your drama. I'm sick of your rumor-mongering. I'm sick of your double entendres. I'm sick of you as a whole, Korean men.